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This Hymnal is intended for the home, the pastor's study, and the layman's 

I have undertaken to give : 

First. A biographical sketch of each author and translator — of whom 
there are more than three hundred. 

Second. The origin and history of the hymn, with such reliable matters of 
interest concerning it as could be gathered. 

Third. The original title and text, where the hymn has been altered. 

Fourth. The passage of Scripture upon which the hymn is based. 

Fifth. The book, paper, or magazine in which the hymn first appeared, 
with the date of its publication. 

Information has been chiefly derived from original sources by reference to 
the published works of the authors, many of which are rare and difficult to 
find; and by correspondence with writers who are still living. Where in- 
formation has been obtained from other sources, the author or book relied 
upon has received due credit. 

The authorship of a few of the " unknown " hymns has not been discovered. 
The personal history of some hymn-writers is very meager, indeed, and 
doubtless some interesting historic facts have wholly escaped the editor's 

I dare not say that there are no mistakes in this work, but neither care nor 
labor has been spared to avoid them. Hundreds of books have been exam- 
ined, and much time has been spent in its preparation. 

The lover of devotional poetry is in the most delightful company. Val- 
uable hymns are the product of genius, piety, and learning. It is safe to say 
that no good hymn was ever written by an author who did not possess at 
least one of these talents. Many writers are favored with two of them, and 
some with all three. The student of hymns is, therefore, cultivating head, 
heart, and tongue at the same time. It is to be feared that this most valuable 


study is too much neglected, and, if this book shall stimulate to greater ap- 
preciation and love for this department of literature, one great object of the 
work will be accomplished. 

I desire to express my great obligation to the many editors and authors 
who have so kindly replied to my letters of inquiry ; and especially to Mr. 
David Creamer, of Baltimore; and Professor F. M. Bird, of Lehigh Univer- 
sity ; also to the Rev. James Martineau, D.D., George J. Stevenson, M.A., 
and Mr. W. T. Brooke, of London, for valuable assistance, 

I wish also to mention the name of a man no longer living, but whose work 
remains, and will always be a help to the student of hymnology, Mr. Daniel 
Sedgwick, of London. 

I trust that this work will be of some service to the cause of God among 


Tilton, N. EL, Feb. 15, 1884. 

The author has received many letters from scholarly and devout men 
testifying to their high appreciation of Hymn Studies. The gratitude of 
pious hearts is indeed precious. 

The work has been carefully revised, and a brief but important History 
of the Official Hymn Book appended. See page 476. 

C. S. N. 

Haverhill, Mass., J\<ly, 1888. 


It is gratifying to witness the revival of interest in the grand old hymns of 
the Church. This book has been one of the means to that end. It has been 
thoroughly revised once more, brought up to date, and again sent forth with 
the hope that by its use the hymns may be better understood and the men 
who wrote them better appreciated. "Sing ye praises with understanding." 
— Psalm xlvii, 7. 

C. S. N. 

St. Albans, Vt., April, 1897. 



General Hymns 1-71 

Sabbath 72-92 

Morning and Evening 93-117 


Being and Attributes 118-153 

Providence 154-180 


Incarnation and Birth 181-195 

Life and Character 196-203 

Sufferings and Death 204-224 

Resurrection, Priesthood, and Reign 225-261 




Lost Condition 302-311 

Provisions of the Gospel 312-334 

Warning and Inviting 335-376 

Repentance 377-417 


Justification, Regeneration, Adoption 418-455 

Consecration 456-475 

Entire Sanctiflcation and Christian Growth. .476-545 
Unfaithfulness and Backsliding Lamented . . . 546-562 

Christian Activity 563-609 

Trial, Suffering, and Submission 610-683 

Prayer, Praise, and Communion with God. . .684-762 


General Hymns 763-779 

Fellowship and Unity 780-807 

The Ministry 808-825 

Ordinances— Hymns 

Baptism 826-832 

The Lord's Supper 833-855 

Church Work— 

Erection of Churches 850-871 

Children and Youth 872-889 

Charities and Reforms 890-907 

Missions 908-944 


Watch Night and New Year 945-950 

Brevity and Uncertainty of Life 957-966 

Death and Resurrection 967-1012 

Judgment and Retribution 1013-1029 

Heaven 1030-1079 


The Seasons 1080-1088 

National Occasions 1089-1105 

Marriage 1106-1107 

Mariners 1108-1115 

[Last Hymns of C. Wesley] 1116-1117 




Of First Lines of Hymns 435-445 

Of Authors .446-451 

Of Scripture Texts 452-455 

Of Subjects .45^462 

Of Hymns for Social Worship 462 

Of First Lines of Stanzas 463-468 


Baptism 469-472 

Reception of Members 472-473 

The Lord's Supper 473-475 


1 Exultant praise to the Redeemer. CM. 

OFOR a thousand tongues, to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise ; 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of his grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 
Assist me to proclaim, 

To spread through all the earth abroad, 
The honors of thy name. 

3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease ; 

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin, 
He sets the prisoner free ; 

His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, 
New life the dead receive ; 

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; 
The humble poor believe. 

6 Hear him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb, 
Your loosened tongues employ; 

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come; 
And leap, ye lame, for joy. 


The author's title was : For the Anniversaiy Day 
of One's Conversion. It was written in 1739 to 
celebrate the first anniversary of his spiritual birth, 
and was published in Hymns and Sacred Poems, 
1740. One word only has been changed. Wesley 
wrote the second line, " My dear Redeemer's 

The hymn is part of a poem of eighteen stanzas 
which is here given ; it was taken out bodily where 
the asterisks are inserted. 

The rapture of the first verse, " O for a thousand 
tongues to sing," is explained by what goes before, 
especially verses two and^w. 

1 Glory to God, and praise and love, 

Be ever, ever given ; 
By saints below and saints above, 

The Church in earth and heaven. 

2 On this glad day the glorious Sun 
Of righteousness arose, 

On my benighted soul he shone, 
And filled it with repose. 

3 Sudden expired the legal strife ; 
'Twas then I ceased to grieve. 

My second, real, living life, 
1 then began to live. 

4 Then with my heart I first believed, 
Believed with faith divine ; 

Power with the Holy Ghost received 
To call the Saviour mine. 

5 I felt my Lord's atoning blood 
Close to my soul applied ; 

Me, me he loved — the Son of God 
For me, for me he died ! 

6 I foundj and owned his promise true, 
Ascertained of my part, 

My pardon passed in heaven I knew, 
When written on my heart. 

13 Look unto him, ye nations ; own 
Your God, ye fallen race ; 

Look, and be saved through faith alone, 
Be justified by grace. 

14 See all your sins on Jesus laid : 
The Lamb of God was slain ; 

His soul was once an offering made 
For every soul of man. 

15 Harlots, and publicans, and thieves, 
In holy triumph join ! 

Saved is the sinner that believes, 
From crimes as great as mine. 

16 Murderers, and all ye hellish crew, 
Ye sons of lust and pride, 

Believe the Saviour died for you ; 
For me the Saviour died. 

17 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, 
And Christ shall give you light ; 

Cast all your sins into the deep, 
And wash the Ethiop white. 

18 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, 
Shall feel your sins forgiven ; 

Anticipate your heaven below, 
And own that love is heaven. 

The Rev. Charles Wesley, A.M., the poet or 
Methodism, was born at the Epworth parsonage 



in 1707. He was piously and studiously trained, 
and took his first degree at Oxford in 1728, when 
twenty-one years of age. It was while a student 
at Christ Church College that Wesley and a few 
friends, by strict attention to duty and correct de- 
portment," won the derisive epithet of " Methodist." 

In 1735 he was ordained, and accompanied his 
brother John to Georgia as a missionary. Soon 
afterward he returned to England. In 1738 he and 
his brother became acquainted with Peter Bolder, a 
Moravian preacher, who " expounded unto them the 
way of God more perfectly." It was on Whitsunday, 
May 21, 1738, that Charles Wesley believed to the 
saving of his soul, and received the witness ot par- 
don and adoption. He was an earnest and success- 
ful itinerant minister for more than twenty years, 
alter which his labors were chiefly confined to 
London and its vicinity. He died in 1788. 

As a hymnist Charles Wesley has few equals and 
no superiors. The exact number of his hymns 
cannot be ascertained, for the reason that several 
volumes of poems were published conjointly by 
himself and his brother John, and in many cases 
it is impossible to say positively which was the 
author ot a particular hymn. 

The Wesleyan Conference published the Poetical 
Works of J. and C. Wesley— 1868-1872— in thirteen 
volumes. In such a mass of writing the wonder is 
not that all is not excellent, but that so much is val- 
uable. The poets of the eighteenth century did not 
rewrite and refine their works as those of the nine- 
teenth have done. Wesley partook of the charac- 
teristic of the age, and instead of correcting and 
polishing wh at he had written, wrote more. Noth- 
ing but a consummate genius saved him from the 
perdition of voluminous authors. 

2 Worshiping the Lamb. C. M. 

(^OME, let us join our cheerful songs 
J With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
"To be exalted thus!" 

" Worthy the Lamb ! " our hearts reply, 
"For he was slain for us." 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honor and power divine ; 

And blessings more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred name 

Of him that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 


From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book i, 1707. 

The author's title was : Christ Jesus, the Lamb 
of God, loorshiped by all the Crea tion. 

The scriptural basis of this favorite hymn is Rev. 
v, 11-13 : 

"And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many 
angels round about the throne, and the beasts, and 
the elders : and the number of them was ten thou- 
sand times ten thousand, and thousands of thou- 
sands; Saying with a loud voice, Worthv is the Lamb 
that was slain to receive power, and, and wis- 
dom, and strength, and honor, and glory, and bless- 
ing. And every creature which is in heaven, and on 
the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the 
sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Bless- 
ing, and honor, and glory, and power, be unto him 
that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb 
for ever and ever." 

Watts wrote " lips" instead of "hearts" in the 
third line of the second stanza. The following 
stanza has been omitted ; its place is between the 
thiid and fourth verses of the hymn : 

" Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 

And speak thine endless praise." 

The Eev. Isaac Watts, D.D., was born in South- 
ampton, in 1674; he was a precocious child, very 
quiet and studious ; and was sent, in 1690, to an 
academy in London, where he remained three years. 
The next few years were spent in study and in 
writing. Watts preached his first sermon in 1698, 
and in 1702 he became pastor of an Independent 
church in London, a position which he held until 
the time of his death, in 1748. Dr. Watts was small 
of stature and of feeble health. Much of the act- 
ual work of his parish was performed by an as- 

Many writers have compared the hymns of Watts 
with those of Wesley, and have discussed their rel- 
ative merits ; some giving preference to one, and 
some to the other, author. Such work is useless. 
The two differ so widely as to be scarcely capable 
of comparison. Watts excels Wesley and all oth- 
ers in grandeur and sublimity. Wesley exceeds all 
others in expressing the power of love and the joy 
of salvation. He is, par excellence, the sweet singer 
of Israel. These two writers grandly supplement 
each other. They are both princes, ay, kings of 
song ; but each in his own realm. 

The poetical works of Dr. Watts are : Hora, Lyr- 
ical, London, 1706 ; Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 
in three books, 1707 ; The Psalms of David, Im- 
itated in the Language of the New Testament, 
1719; and Divine and Moral Songs for Children, 

3 The universal King. S. M. 

COME, sound his praise abroad, 
And hymns of glory sing : 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 

• He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 


3 Coine, worship at his throne, 
Come, bow before the Lord ; 

We are his works, and not our own ; 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 
Nor dare provoke his rod ; 

Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 


The original contains two additional stanzas. Ti- 
tle : A Psalm before Sermon. Date, 1719. The hymn 
is an excellent paraphrase of part of Psalm xcv : 

" O come, let us sing unto the Lord : let us make 
a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation. Let us 
come before his presence with thanksgiving, and 
make a joyful noise unto him with psalms. For 
the Lord is a ijreat God, and a great King above all 
gods. In his hand are the deep places of the earth : 
the strength of the hills is his also. The sea is his, 
and he made it : and his hands formed the dry 
land. O come, let us worship and bow down : let 
us kneel before the Lord our maker." 

The poet Montgomery says, that " Dr. Watts may 
almost oe called the inventor of hymns in our lan- 
guage." It is said that young Watts found fault 
with the hymns of his day in the hearing of some 
ot the leading members of his father's church, at 
Southampton ; the reply was, " Young man, give us 
something better." He did give something hetter, 
and became the father of modern hymn writers. 

4: Song of Moses and the Lamb. S. M. 

AWAKE, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake, every heart and every tongue, 
To praise the Saviour's name. 

2 Sing of his dying love ; 
Sing of his rising power ; 

Sing how he intercedes above 
For those w T hose sins he bore. 

3 Sing on your heavenly way, 
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; 

Sing on, rejoicing every day 
In Christ, the eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear him say, 

" Ye blessed children, come ! " 
Soon will he call us hence away, 
To our eternal home. 

5 There shall each raptured tongue 
His endless praise proclaim ; 

And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 


The author's title was : Before singing of Hymns, 
by Way of Introduction. 
The hymn was evidently founded on Rev. xv, 3 : 

" And they sing the song of Moses the servant of 
God, and the song of the Lamb." 

The original contains fourteen verses, and is 
quaint and good. It was altered by Martin Madan 
in 1760. Only one word Is changed in the first 
stanza. Hammond wrote, "Tune every heart," etc. 
The second stanza is not changed ; the third and 
fifth are entirely new ; the fourth is evidently sug- 
gested by the author's last stanza : 

" Sing till you hear Christ say, 

Your sins are all forgiven ; 
Go on rejoicing all the way, 

And sing your souls to heaven." 

From Psalms, Hy?nns, and Spiritual Songs. By 
William Hammond, A.B., late of St. John's Col- 
lege, Cambridge, London, 1745. 

Rev. William Hammond was a Moravian Method- 
ist. Little is known of his personal history. He pub- 
lished an original volume of Psalms, Hymns, and 
Spiritual Songs, in 1745. Two of them, at least, 
are still popular. The date of his birth is Jan- 
uary 6, 1719. He died in 1783. 

O Praise and thanksgiving. S. M.- 

STAND up, and bless the Lord, 
Ye people of his choice ; 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 
Above all blessing high, 

Who w T ould not fear his holy name, 
And laud, and magnify ? 

3 O for the living flame 
From his own altar brought, 

To touch our lips, our souls inspire, 
And w r ing to heaven our thought ! 

4 God is our strength and song, 
And his salvation ours ; 

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed 
With all our ransomed powers. 

5 Stand up, and bless the Lord ; 
The Lord your God adore ; 

Stand up, and bless his glorious name, 
Henceforth, for evermore. 


From the author's Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
The first part of this hymn is evidently founded 
upon Neh. ix, 5 : 

" Stand up and bless the Lord your God for ever 
and ever : and blessed be thy glorious name, which 
is exulted above all blessing and praise." 



Original title : Exhortation to Praise and Thanks- 

The author wrote " minds " instead of "souls " 
in the third stanza. 

The hymn has been improved by the omission 
of one inferior stanza, the fourth, of the original, 
which is not equal to its fellows : 

4 "There with benign regard, 
Our hymns He deigns to hear ; 

Though unrevealed to mortal sense, 
The spirit feels Him near." 

James Montgomery holds an enviable place 
among English hymnists. He was the son of a 
Moravian minister ; was born in Scotland in 1771 ; 
was religiously instructed at home, and while at- 
tending a Moravian school, at Fulneck, Eng., made 
a public profession of religion by uniting with the 
Moravian Church. As he grew up, however, the 
pleasures of the world led him astray. The influence 
of early education preserved him from gross sins, 
but he was not at peace with God. After many 

{'ears of doubt and dissatisfaction, he was led to 
ook to the Saviour of his youth, and found rest. 
At his own request he was re-admitted into the 
Moravian congregation at Fulneck, when forty-three 
years of age. He expressed his feelings at the time 
in the following lines : 

11 People of the living God, 

I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 

Peace and comfort nowhere found. 
Now to you my spirit turns — 

Turns* a fugitive unblest ; 
Brethren, where your altar burns, 

receive me into rest." 

Montgomery was an editor by profession ; and, 
for publishing what were then called libelous arti- 
cles, was twice fined and imprisoned in the Castle 
of York : once, in 1795, for three months, and once, 
in the following year, for six months. While im- 
prisoned he wrote his first book of poems, entitled 
Prison Am usem ents. In addition to several poetical 
works, he published three volumes of hymns : Songs 
of Zion: being Im itations of Psalms, 1822; The Chris- 
tian Psalmist, 1825 ; Original Hymns for Public. 
Private, and Social Devotion, 1853. He died in 1854. 

6 Invocation of the Trinity. 6, 4. 

COME, thou almighty King, 
Help us thy name to sing, 
Help us to praise : 
Father all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, 
Ancient of days ! 

2 Come, thou incarnate "Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword, 

Our prayer attend ; 
Come, and thy people bless, 
And give thy word success : 
Spirit of holiness, 

On us descend ! 

3 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear 

In this glad hour : 
Thou who almighty art, 
Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power! 

4 To thee, great One and Three, 
Eternal praises be 

Hence, evermore: 
Thy sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore ! 


One stanza, the second, has been omitted : 

11 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
Scatter our enemies, 

And make them fall ; 
Let thine almighty aid 
Our sure defense be made ; 
Our souls on thee be stayed ; 

Lord, hear our call." 

It is somewhat doubtful that Wesley wrote this 
hymn. It is found printed on a leaflet, dated 
about 1757, together with two hymns that are un- 
doubtedly Charles Wesley's. Therefore this is 
supposed to be his also. If his, however, it is 
strange that he never claimed it, and never pub- 
lished it in any of his poetical works. The Rev. 
Martin Madan published it in his collection, third 
edition, 1763 ; and, it is said, gave Walter Shirley 
permission to use it. Now, it it was Wesley's, how 
was it that Madan claimed it ; and, if it was 
Madan's, how happened it that Wesley printed it 
six years previously ? It probably belongs to nei- 
ther of them. It is an imitation of the English 
national anthem, "God save the King;" author 

/ Met in His name. S. M. 

JESUS, we look to thee, 
Thy promised presence claim ; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
Assembled in thy name. 

2 Thy name salvation is, 
Which here we come to prove; 

Thy name is life, and health, and peace 
And everlasting love. 

3 Not in the name of pride 
Or selfishness we meet ; 

From nature's paths we turn aside, 
And worldly thoughts forget. 



4 We meet the grace to take, 
Which thou hast freely given ; 

We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 
That we may meet in heaven. 

5 Present we know thou art, 
But O thyself reveal ! 

Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 
The mighty comfort feel. 

6 O may thy quickening voice 
The death of sin remove ; 

And bid our inmost souls rejoice, 
In hope of perfect love. 


From Hymns and Sacred Poems, vol. ii, 1740. 

Title: At Meeting of Friends. Wesley wrote 
"joy" instead of "health" in the second stanza; 
and "O! might" instead of "O may" in the 
sixth verse. 

The closing double stanza is omitted : 

" Thou wilt to us make known 

Thy Nature and thy Name, 
Us, who our Utmost Saviour own 

From every Touch of Blame, 
From every Word and Deed, 

From every Thought unclean, 
Our Jesus till our Souls are freed 

From all Remains of Sin." 

8 General invitation to praise God. L. M. 

FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung, 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; 
Eternal truth attends thy word : 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; 
In songs of praise divinely sing ; 

The great salvation loud proclaim, 
And shout for joy the Saviour's name. 

4 In every land begin the song ; 
To every land the strains belong : 
In cheerful sounds all voices raise, 
And fill the world with loudest praise. 

isaac watts, (in part.) 

This hymn is found entire in the York Pocket 
Hymn Book, sixth edition, 1786. 
The first two stanzas are founded on Psalm cxvii : 

" O praise the Lord, all ye nations : praise him, 
nil ye people. For his merciful kindness is great 

toward us : and the truth of the Lord endureth for- 
ever. Praise ye the Lord." 

The last two stanzas were not written by Watts; 
the author is not known. He has, however, suc- 
ceeded wonderfully in imitating Watts' s style, and 
has thus completed one of the finest hymns in the 
English language. 

9 Reverential adoration. L. M. 

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 

And when like wandering sheep we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise ; 

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

4 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
Vast as eternity thy love ; 

Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 


A paraphrase of Psalm c : 

" Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands. 
Serve the Lord with gladness : come before his 
presence with singing. Know ye that the Lord he 
is God : it is he that hath made us, and not we our- 
selves ; we are his people, and the sheep of his pas- 
ture. Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and 
into his courts with praise : be thankful unto him, 
and bless his name. For the Lord is good ; his 
mercy is everlasting ; and his truth endureth to all 

Instead of the first couplet Watts wrote : 

" Nations attend before his throne 
With solemn fear, with sacred joy." 

The first and fourth stanzas of the original are 
omitted : 

1 " Sing to the Lord with joyful voice ; 

Let every land his name adore ; 
The British isles shall send the noise 

Across the ocean to the shore. 

4 " We are his people, we his care, 
Our souls and all our mortal frame : 

What lasting honors shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker ! to thy name ? n 

It was published in 1719. 



1 Universal adoration. L. M. 

OHOLY, holy, holy Lord ! 
Thou God of hosts, by all adored ; 
The earth and heavens are full of thee, 
Thy light, thy power, thy majesty. 

2 Loud hallelujahs to thy name, 
Angels and seraphim proclaim : 

By all the powers and thrones in heaven, 
Eternal praise to thee is given. 

3 Apostles join the glorious throng, 
And swell the loud triumphant song : 
Prophets and martyrs hear the sound, 
And spread the hallelujah round. 

4 Glory to thee, O God most high ! 
Father, we praise thy majesty ! 
The Son, the Spirit, we adore! 
One Godhead, blest for evermore. 


A metrical translation of apart of Te Deum laud- 
amus. Many editions of the Hymnal attribute it to 
Josiah Conder, but the translator is not known. 

L. M. 

1 1 Invitation to icorshij). — Psalm c. 

ALL people that on earth do dwell, 
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice : 
Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, 
Come ye before him, and rejoice. 

2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed, 
Without our aid he did us make ; 

We are his flock, he doth us feed, 
And for his sheep he doth us take. 

3 O enter then his gates with praise, 
Approach with joy his courts unto : 

Praise, laud, and bless his name always, 
For it is seemly so to do. 

4 For why? the Lord our God is good, 
His mercy is forever sure ; 

His truth at all times firmly stood, 
And shall from age to age endure. 


A translation of Psalm c. It gave the name 
of "Old Hundred" to the tune in which it was 
always sung. 

William Kethe was a Scotch clergyman of the 
sixteenth century. There is some doubt whether 
he was the author of this hymn. In the oldest 
edition, 1561, of the Old Version — Sternhold and 
Hopkins — now extant, it is marked T. S., that is, 
Thomas Sternhold. In most editions of the seven- 
teenth century it is marked 1. H., that is, John 
Hopkins. In the Scotch Psalter, 1564, it is marked 
VV. K. 

12 Pra&u lo t1i< Sarin///. L. M. 

JESUS, thou everlasting King, 
Accept the tribute which we bring; 
Accept thy well-deserved renown. 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

2 Let every act of worship be 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; 
Like the blest hour when from above 
We first received the pledge of love. 

3 The gladness of that happy day, 
O may it ever, ever stay ! 

Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold. 

4 Let every moment, as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
Till we are raised to sing thy name, 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 


From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book i, 1707. 
Author's title : The Coronation of Christ, and 
Espousals of the Church. 

"I will seek him whom my soul loveth." Sol. 
Song, iii, 2. 

The first and last stanzas of the original are 
omitted : 

1 "Daughters of Zion, come, behold 
The crown of honor and of gold 
Which the glad Church with joys unknown 
Placed on the head of Solomon. 

6 " that the months would roll away 
And bring that coronation day ! 
The King of grace shall fill the throne 
With all his lather's glories on." 

The author wrote u the well- deserved " instead 
of "thy "in the first verse, and "dear" hour in 
the second verse instead of "blest." 

In the second line of the third verse the author 
wrote " Our hearts would wish it long to stay,'''' and 
in the last line, "Nor comfort sink" instead of 
" hope decline." 

The first line of the fourth verse was originally, 
" Each following minide as it flies." 

These change's may be improvement, but the 
hymn ought not to be credited to the author with- 
out being marked " altered." 

13 The prosperity of the saints. L. M. 

RENDER thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love, 
Whose mercy firm through ages past 
Hath stood, and shall forever last. 

2 Who can his mighty deeds express, 
Not only vast, but numberless? 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
His tribute of immortal praise? 



3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, 
Thou to thy chosen dost afford ; 
When thou return'st to set them free, 
Let thy salvation visit me. 

4 O may I worthy prove to see 
Thy saints in full prosperity, 
That I the joyful choir may join, 
And count thy people's triumph mine ! 


Founded on Psalm cvi. The whole hymn con- 
tains eleven stanzas. This is composed of verses 
one, two, four, and five. The third stanza is so 
true and quaint, withal, that we must quote it : 

3 " Happy are they and only they, 
Who from thy judgments never stray : 
Who know what's right, nor only so, 
-But always practice xohat they know." 

The original has" Has " stood, instead of " Hath," 
in the first stanza. 

Tate and Brady were the joint authors of A New 
Version of the Psalms, which was authorized for 
use in the churches by an order of William and 
Mary, in 1696. Nahum Tate was poet laureate from 
1690 to 1715. See No. 120. 

The Eev. Nicholas Brady, D.D., was a native of 
Ireland, and was born in 1659. He attended West- 
minster School, and then entered Christ Church, 
Oxford, but was graduated at Trinity College, Dub- 
lin. Brady was a radical Protestant, and took an 
active part in promoting: the revolution in 1688-9. 
He afterward settled in London, where he obtained 
various preferments, and died in 1726. He published 
some sermons and poetical works, but his reputa- 
tion was made by the New Version. 

14 Welcome to the King of glory. L. M. 

LIFT up your heads, ye mighty gates ! 
Behold, the King of glory waits ; 
The King of kings is drawing near, 
The Saviour of the world is here. 

2 The Lord is just, a helper tried ; 
Mercy is ever at his side ; 

His kingly crown is holiness ; 
His scepter, pity in distress. 

3 O blest the land, the city blest, 
Where Christ the ruler is confessed ! 
O happy hearts and happy homes 

To whom this King of triumph comes ! 

4 Fling wide the portals of your heart ; 
Make it a temple, set apart 

From earthly use for heaven's employ, 
Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy. 

5 Redeemer, come ! I open wide 
My heart to thee : here, Lord, abide ! 
Let me thy inner presence feel, 

Thy grace and love in me reveal ! 

6 So come, my Sovereign ! enter in, 
Let new and nobler life begin ; 
Thy Holy Spirit guide us on, 
Until the glorious crown be won ! 


This beautiful hymn was written in German, 
about 1630. The first stanza, indeed, the whole 
hymn, is founded on Psalm xxiv, 7 : 

" Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; and be ye lift 
up, ye everlasting doors ; and the King of glory 
shall come in." 

The translation, as found in Lyra Gcrmanica, 
First Series, 1855, was made by Miss Catharine 
Winkworth, and consists of five eight-lined stanzas. 
The original, verse 6, line 1, read : 

" So shall your Sovereign enter in ; " 

Line 2 : 

" And new and nobler life begin." 

The Christian Church is greatly indebted to Miss 
Winkworth for valuable translations. She lived 
from 1829 until 1878. 

The Eev. Georg Weissel was born in Prussia in 
1590. In 1623 he was appointed to a charge in Ko- 
nigsberg, where he died in 1635. 

X O Longings for the house of God. H. M. 

LORD of the worlds above, 
How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love, 
Thine earthly temples, are! 
To thine abode my heart aspires, 
With warm desires to see my God. 

2 O happy souls that pray 
Where God appoints to hear ! 

O happy men that pay 

Their constant service there ! 
They praise thee still ; and happy they 
That love the way to Zion's hill. 

3 They go from strength to strength, 
Through this dark vale of tears, 

Till each arrives at length, 
Till each in heaven appears : 
O glorious seat ! thou, God, our King, 
Shalt thither bring our willing feet. 


These are the first, third, and fourth verses, unal- 
tered, of a hymn of seven stanzas, founded on 
Psalm lxxxiv. 

The author's title was : Longing for the House 
of God. Date of publication, i719. ' 



16 The universal King. II. M. 

YOUNG men and maidens, raise 
Your tuneful voices high; 
Old men and children, praise 
The Lord of earth and sky ; 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

2 The universal King 

Let all the world proclaim ; 
Let every creature sing 

His attributes and name ; 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

3 In his great name alone 
All excellences meet, 

Who sits upon the throne, 
And shall forever sit; 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

4 Glory to God belongs ; 
Glory to God be given, 

Above the noblest songs 
Of all in earth and heaven ; 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 


From Hymns for Children, 1763. Unaltered 
and entire.' It is evidently founded upon Psalm 
cxlviii, 12, 13: 

"Young men, and maidens; old men, and chil- 
dren: let them praise the name of the Lord ; for his 
name alone is excellent ; his glory is above the earth 
and heaven." 

1 7 The glory of His grace. C. P. M. 

IET all on earth their voices raise, 
J To sing the great Jehovah's praise, 
And bless his holy name : 
ITis glory let the heathen know. 
His wonders to the nations show, 
His saving grace proclaim. 

2 He framed the globe ; he built the sky; 
He made the shining worlds on high, 

And reigns in glory there : 
His beams are majesty and light ; 
His beauties, how divinely bright ! 

His dwelling-place, how fair ! 

3 Come the great day. the glorious hour, 
When earth shall feel his saving power, 

All nations fear his name: 
Then shall the race of men confess 
The beauty of his holiness, 

His saving grace proclaim. 


This grand hymn is founded on Psalm xcvi. 
The second stanza is omitted, and the others are 
altered to change the meter Date, 1719. 

The God of the Gentiles. 

1 " Let all the earth their voices raise 
To sing the choicest psalm of praise ; 

To sing and bless Jehovah' 's name ; 
His glory let the Heathens know. 
His wonders to the nations show, 

And all his saving works proclaim. 

2 " The Heathens know thy glory, Lord ! 
The wond'ring nations read thy word. 

In Britain is Jehovah known ; 
Our worship shall no more be paid, 
To gods which mortal hands have made ; 

Our Maker is our God alone. 

3 " He framed the globe, he built the sky, 
He made the shining worlds on high, 

And reigns complete in glory there ; 
His beams are majesty and light, 
His beauties, how divinely bright! 

His temple, how divinely fair ! 

4 " Come the great day, the glorious hour, 
When earth shall feel his savin* power. 

And barbarous nations fear his name : 
Then shall the race of man confess 
The beauty of his holiness, 

And in his courts his grace proclaim." 

18 God 1 s glorious presence. C. P. 1C 

THOU God of power, thou God of love, 
Whose glory fills the realms above, 
Whose praise archangels sing, 
And veil their faces while they cry, 
' k Thrice holv," to their God most high, 

Thrice holv 

" to their King; 

2 Thee as our God we too would claim. 
And bless the Saviour's precious name. 

Through whom this grace is given : 
He bore the curse to sinners due, 
He forms their ruined souls anew. 

And makes them heirs of heaven. 



3 The veil that hides thy glory rend, 
And here in saving power descend, 

And fix thy blest abode ; 
Here to our hearts thyself reveal, 
And let each waiting spirit feel 

The presence of our God. 


This is a genuine hymn ; it was composed for the 
opening of Bethesda Chapel, Dublin, June 22, 1794. 
It was subsequently edited and appeared in A Se- 
lection of Hymns used in Bethesda Chapel, Dublin, 
1814. A few slight changes have since been made. 

TheKev. John Walker (1767-1833) was an Irish 
clergyman, educated at Trinity College, Dublin. 
About the year 1800 he originated a new sect called 
the Church of God, but commonly known as 
" Walkerites." 

1 9 The praise of Jesus. C. P. M. 

JESUS, thou soul of all our joys, 
For whom we now lift up our voice, 
And all our strength exert, 
Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim ; 
Compose into a thankful frame, 
And tune thy people's heart. 

2 While in the heavenly work we join, 
Thy glory be our whole design, 

Thy glory, not our own : 
Still let us keep this end in view, 
And still the pleasing task pursue, 

To please our God alone. 

3 Thee let us praise, our common Lord, 
And sweetly join, with one accord, 

Thy goodness to proclaim : 
Jesus, thyself in us reveal, 
And all our faculties shall feel 

Thy harmonizing name. 

4 With calmly reverential joy, 
O let us all our lives employ 

In setting forth thy love ; 
And raise in death our triumph higher, 
And sing, with all the heavenly choir, 

That endless song above. 


Author's title : The True 


" I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with 
the understanding also." 1 Cor. xiv, 15. 

This hymn is composed of the first two and last 
two verses of a poem of eight stanzas. 

Verse four, line two : 
" We then shall all our lives employ." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, vol. ii, 1749. 

2 Humble adoration. 7. 

HEAVENLY Father, sovereign Lord, 
Be thy glorious name adored ! 
Lord, thy mercies never fail ; 
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail ! 

2 Though unworthy of thine ear, 
Deign our humble songs to hear ; 
Purer praise we hope to bring 
When around thy throne we sing. 

3 While on earth ordained to stay, 
Guide our footsteps in thy way, 
Till we come to dwell with thee, 
Till we all thy glory see. 

4 Then, with angel-harps again, 
We will wake a noble strain ; 
There, in joyful songs of praise, 
Our triumphant voices raise. 


Praise and Thanksgiving. 

This is found in a Unitarian Collection, Salis- 
bury, 1778, where it begins : 

"Holy, holy, holy Lord." 

Seven lines have been altered, and two stanzas 
omitted. It is without name, but English hymnol- 
ogists ascribe it to the Rev. Benj. "Williams, min- 
ister of a Presbyterian congregation at Salisbury. 

J3 1 Blessings implored. 7. 

LORD, we come before thee now, 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
O do not our suit disdain ; 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way. 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Send some message from thy word, 
That may joy and peace afford ; 

Let thy Spirit now impart 
Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those that are cast down lift up; 
Make them strong in faith and hope, 



6 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee, a gracious <-<>d and kind: 
Heal the >ick, the captive free; 
Let us all rejoice in (nee. 


Author's title : A Hymn to be Sung at Public 

' *P- 

The original contains eight doable stanzas. It 
first appeared in the authors Psalms. Hymn 
Spirit mi? S< »"./». 1746. Lyra Bri&asmiea, London, 
\^<>''>. also gives the original. Hammond wrote the 
last line of the tilth v< I 

^ng in faith, in love, and hope ; ■ 

and in the first couplet of verse six : 

" Grant that Man who seek may find, 
Thee a God sincere and kind." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 4. 

22 Tribute of praise at part ii> o. 7. 

CHRISTIANS, brethren, ere we part. 
Every voice and every heart 
Join, and to our Father raise 
One last hymn of grateful praise. 

2 Though we here should meet no more. 
Yet there is a brighter shore ; 

There, released from toil and pain. 
There we all may meet again. 

3 Now to thee, thou God of heaven, 
Be eternal glory given : 

Grateful for thy love divine, 
May our hearts be ever thine. 



" Christians ! brethren ! ere we part, 
.loin every voice and every heart : 
One solemn hymn to God we ra 
One final song of grateful praise. 

" Christians ! ice here may meet no more, 
But there is yd a happier shore : 
And there, released trorntoil and pain, 
Brethren, ire shall meet again. 

"Now to God, the three in One, 
Be eternal glory done ; 

. we saint-*, tht sound again : 
Pi >tions,join the ?oud Amen." 

It was first published in Hymns Partly Collected 
and Fortiy Original. Edited* by William B. Coll- 
yer. D.D.. London, 1812. 

Henry Kirke White was born in humble circum- 
stances at Nottingham, England, in 17S5. When 

fourteen year.- old, he was apprenticed to a stock- 
ing weaver. Leaving this occupation, lie began 
the study of law. Alter experiencing religion, he 
resolved to enter the Church, but died before he 
had completed his studies, at the early age of 
twenty years. His religious awakening was e 
what remarkable. An intimate friend became a 
Christian, and— knowing that White wa- a skeptic, 
and that lie ridiculed religion — avoided his society. 
On being asked the reason, he frankly told 
the skeptic of his conversion, and purpose to 
lead a new life. This cut White to the heart, 
and the result was that he, too, became a Chris- 
tian. He died October 

23 ' including prayer and themhgivtog. 7. 

N( >W may He who from the dead 
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, 
Jesus Christ, our King and Head, 
All our souls in safety keep. 

2 May he teaeh us to fulfill 
What is pleasing i n his sight; 

Make us perfect in his will. 

And preserve us day and night. 

3 To that great Redeemer's praise. 
Who the covenant sealed with blood, 

Let our hearts and voices raise 
Loud thanksgivings to our God. 


From the Olney Hymn*. 1779. A metrical ver- 
sion of the familiar benediction, unaltered : 

'• Xow the God of peace, that brought again from 
the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of 
the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting 
covenant, make you perfect in every good work to 
do his will, working in you that which is well- 
p!eaaing in his sight, through Jesus Christ ; to 
whom be gloiy for ever and ever. Amen." Heb. 
xiii, 20. 81. 

John Newton was a native of London, born in 
1725. His father was a seaman, and John, for many 
years, followed the same calling. lie was a wild 
and wicked youth : and. after having Wen flogged 
and expelled* from the navy for desertion, shipped 
in a merchantman. At length he entered the serv- 
ice of an English slave-trader, and became ex- 
ceedingly degraded, profane, and profligate. In 
1748, on a voyage home from Africa, during a ter- 
rific storm, he became truly awakened, and was 
ever afterward a ehauged man. In 17-"? he began 
to preach, and after six years of study entered the 
ministry of the Church* of England. He was the 
author of some prose works, and, in connection with 
the poet Cowper, published the Olney Hymn*. 
Many of his hymns are very tame and ordinary ; 
some of them, however, are excellent, and are found 
in all popular collections. He died in ] - 



J34 Saints and angels praising God. 7. 

SONGS of praise the angels sang, 
Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
When Jehovah's work begun, 
When he spake and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, 
When the Prince of peace was born : 
Songs of praise arose, when he 
Captive led captivity. 

3 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing above. 

4 Borne upon their latest breath, 
Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
Then amid eternal joy, 

Songs of praise their powers employ. 


Unaltered from the Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
Title : Glory to God in the Highest. Luke ii, 14. 
Two stanzas are omitted : 

3 " Heaven and earth must pass away, 
Songs of praise shall crown that day : 
God will make new heavens and earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 " And will man alone be dumb, 
Till that glorious morning come ? 
No ; the Church delights to raise 
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise." 

2 O Let all the people praise Him. 7. 

THANK and praise Jehovah's name ; 
For his mercies, firm and sure, 
From eternity the same, 
To eternity endure. 

2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, 
Gathered out of every land, 

As the people of his choice, 
Plucked from the destroyer's hand. 

3 Let the elders praise the Lord, 
Him let all the people praise, 

When they meet with one accord, 
In his courts on holy days. 

4 Praise him, ye who know his love; 
Praise him from the depths beneath 

Praise him in the heights above ; 
Praise your Maker, all that breathe. 

5 For his truth and mercy stand, 
Past, and present, and to be, 

Like the years of his right hand, 
Like his own eternity. 


This hymn is made up of two or three fragments : 
the first two verses are from the author's version 
of Psalm cvii; the last two are a part of Psalm 
cxvii. The third stanza was written on Psalm 
cvii, 32. 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 
For sketch of author, see No. 

2 6 Praise and prayer. 7. 

GLORY be to God on high, 
God, whose glory fills the sky ! 
Peace on earth to man forgiven, 
Man, the well-beloved of Heaven. 

2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King, 
Thee we now presume to sing ; 
Thee with thankful hearts we prove 
God of power, and God of love. 

3 Christ our Lord and God we own, 
Christ, the Father's only Son, 
Lamb of God for sinners slain, 
Saviour of offending man. 

4 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
Hear, the world's atonement, thou ! 
Jesus, in thy name we pray, 
Take, O take our sins away. 


Unaltered from Hymns and Sacred Poems 
John and Charles Wesley, 1739. 

Written upon Luke ii, 14: "Glory to God, 

Part of a hymn of seven stanzas. 

Omitted from verses two and three : 

" Glad Thine attributes confess, 
Glorious all and numberless." 

" Hail ! by all Thy works adored, 
Hail ! the everlasting Lord ! " 

6 " Powerful Advocate with God, 
Justify us by Thy blood ! 

Bow thine ear in mercy bow, 

Hear the World's Atonement, Thou. 

7 " Hear for Thou, O Christ, alone 
With Thy glorious Sire art One ! 
One the Holy Ghost with Thee, 
One supreme Eternal Three." 




2/ Praise the Lord. 7. 

PRAISE the Lord, his glories show, 
Saints within his courts below, 
Angels round his throne above, 
All that see and share his love. 

2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, 
Tell his wonders, sing his worth ; 

Age to age, and shore to shore, 
Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 

3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; 
Praise his providence and grace ; 
All that he for man hath done ; 

All he sends us through his Son. 

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, 
In the concert bear your parts ; 

All that breathe, your Lord adore, 
Praise him. praise him, evermore ! 


Founded upon Psalm cl. 

From the author's Spirit of the Psalms, London, 

The first three stanzas have been altered. The 
last line of the first verse read : 

11 Praise Him all that share HLs love." 

The first couplet of second verse : 

" Earth to heaven exalt the strain, 
Send it, heaven, to earth again." 

The third verse read : 

" Praise the Lord, His goodness trace ; 

All the wonders of His grace ; 

All that He hath borne and done," etc. 

The fourth stanza would not have been admitted 
into any hymn book by the early Methodists. 
Instruments of music in the church, and especially 
those with "strings," were an abomination to 
them. Dr. Adam Clarke said : " Music as a science 
I admire ; but instruments of music in the house 
of God I abominate and abhor." John Wesley 
said: |* I have no objection to instruments of 
music in our chapels, provided they are neither 
heard nor seen?'' 

The Eev. Henry Francis Lyte lived from 1793 to 
1847 ; was educated at Trinity College, Dublin ; en- 
tered the ministry while yet unconverted ; but, in 
visiting a dying brother clergymen and searching 
the Scriptures together, they both found the way of 
salvation by faith. Some of this author's hymns 
are deservedly great favorites. 

28 The heavenly Quest. C. M. 

COME, let us who in Christ believe, 
Our common Saviour praise : 
To him with joyful voices give 
The glory of his grace. 

2 He now stands knocking at the door 
Of every sinner's heart : 

The worst need keep him out no more, 
Nor force him to depart. 

3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice, 
Yield to be saved from sin ; 

In sure and certain hope rejoice, 
That thou wilt enter in. 

4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly Guest, 
Nor ever hence remove ; 

But sup with us, and let the feast 
Be everlasting love. 


From Hymns on God's Everlasting Love, 1741. 
This is made of the first and last three verses, 
unaltered, of a poem of fourteen stanzas. 

In the Calvinistic controversy, that was so hotly 
waged between the Wesleys, on the one hand, and 
Whitefield, Cennick, and others, on the other, the 
hymns with the above title were circulated as 
tracts, and proved very effectual weapons of war- 
fare. A glance at the hymn will show how un- 
palatable it must have been to a strict Calvinist. 
The stanzas omitted were still more so. 

J39 Blessing on worshipers. CM. 

ONCE more we come before our God ; 
Once more his blessing ask : 
O may not duty seem a load, 
Nor worship prove a task. 

2 Father, thy quickening Spirit send 
From heaven, in Jesus' name, 

And bid our waiting minds attend, 
And put our souls in frame. 

3 May we receive the word we hear, 
Each in an honest heart ; 

And keep the precious treasure there, 
And never with it part. 

4 To seek thee, all our hearts dispose ; 
To each thy blessing suit ; 

And let the seed thy servant sows 
Produce abundant fruit, 


Title : Before Preaching. From the Supplement 
of Hymns Composed on Various Subjects. By J. 
Hart, 1762. 

In the third verse the author wrote " Hoard up," 
instead of " And keep ; " in the fourth verse he 
wrote " a copious," instead of "abundant." 

The original has two additional stanzas : 

" Bid the refreshing north wind wake, 

Say to the south wind, blow ; 
Let every plant the power partake, 

And all the garden grow. 



" Revive the parched with heavenly showers, 
The cold with warmth divine ; 

And as the benefit is ours, 
Be all the glory thine." 

The Eev. Joseph Hart was born in London in 
1712 ; was liberally educated, and in early manhood 
led a life of prayer. He afterward became notori 
ously skeptical and wicked ; but God's Spirit fol- 
lowed him, and at length he became a new man 
and a minister of the Gospel. Some of his hymns 
are great favorites. He died May 24, 1768. 

30 Expecting the blessing. C. M. 

SEE, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
The promised blessing give ; 
Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
Expecting to receive. 

2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
Who in thy name are joined ; 

We wait, according to thy word, 
Thee in the midst to find. 

3 With us thou art assembled here, 
But O thyself reveal; 

Son of the living God, appear! 
Let us thy presence feel. 

4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
And these dry bones shall live ; 

Speak peace into our hearts, and say, 
< 'The Holy Ghost receive." 


From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. Un- 

Title : At Meeting of Friends. 
There are four additional stanzas : 

5 " Whom now we seek, O may we meet ! 
Jesus the Crucified. 

Show us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
Thou who for us hast died. 

6 " Cause us the record to receive ; 
Speak, and the tokens show : 

be not faithless, but believe 
In me who died for you. 

7 " Lord, I believe for me, even me, 
Thy wounds were opened wide ; 

1 see the prints, I more than see 

Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 

8 " I cannot fear, I cannot doubt, 
1 feel the sprinkled blood ; 

Let every soul with me cry out, 
' Thou art my Lord, my God.' " 

3 1 Infinite grace. C. M. 

INFINITE excellence is thine, 
Thou glorious Prince of Grace ! 
Thy uncreated beauties shine 
With never-fading rays. 

2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 
Come bending at thy feet ; 

To thee their prayers and songs ascend, 
In thee their wishes meet. 

3 Millions of happy spirits live 
On thy exhaustless store ; 

From thee they all their bliss receive, 
And still thou givest more. 

4 Thou art their triumph and their joy ; 
They find their all in thee ; 

Thy glories will their tongues employ 
Through all eternity. 


Title : Jesus the Desire of all Nations. 

The original contains twelve stanzas. 

These are verses one, five, eight, and nine. The 
author wrote "lovely" instead of "glorious" in 
verse one, line two, and "vows" instead of 
"songs" in verse two, line three. 

From the author's hymn book, containing one 
hundred and sixty-six pieces, entitled, Hymns 
Adapted to the Circumstances of Public Worship 
and Private Devotion, 1782. 

The Rev. John Fawcett was awakened by the 
preaching of George Whitefield ; joined the Baptist 
Church at Bradford in 1758 ; after much prayer de- 
cided to follow the advice of his friends and became 
a preacher; was ordained minister of a Baptist 
Church at Wainsgate, Eng., in 1765, and continued 
in the work of the ministry for more than fifty years. 
He died in Christian triumph, in 1817, at the age of 
seventy-eight years. 

3 2 The great and effectual door. C. M. 

JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, 
Thy blessing we implore; 
Open the door to preach thy word, 
The great, effectual door. 

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
From sin and Satan's power; 

And let them now acceptance have, 
And know their gracious hour. 

3 Lover of souls ! thou know'st to prize 
What thou hast bought so dear : 

Come, then, and in thy people's eyes 
With all thy wounds appear. 



* fhc liaiilm as of our heart- remove, 
Thou who for all hast died ; 

Show us the tokens of thy love. 
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 

5 Ready thou art the blood to apply, 
And prove the record true; 

And all thy wounds to sinners cry, 
"I suffered this for you.*' 


From Hymns and Soared Poans, 174?. 
The author's title is : He/ore Preaching to the 
Colliers in Leicestershire. 

This is composed of verses one, two, six, and 
nine, of a hymn of eighteen stanzas. No. 367 is a 
Dart of the same hymn. 

The author wrote "stony" instead of "hard- 
ness " in verse four. 

Among the omitted stanzas are the following, 
which contain great beauties and great defects : 

11 Thy feet were nailed to yonder tree 

To trample down their sin ; 
Thy hands they all stretched out may see, 

To take the murderers in. 

" Thy side an open fountain is, 

Where all may freely go, 
And drink the living streams of bliss, 

And wash them white as snow.'' 

3 3 €fod\ the only object of worth ip. 

C. M. 

GOD, our strength, to thee our sons 
With grateful hearts we raise; 

To thee, and thee alone, belong 
All worship, love, and praise. 

2 In trouble's dark and stormy hour 
Thine ear hath heard our prayer; 

And graciously thine arm of power 
Hath saved us from despair. 

3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord, 
Wilt keep thy promise still. 

If, meekly hearkening to thy word, 
We seek to do thy will. 

4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, 
Ne'er may we how the knee 

To idols, which our wayward hearts 
Set up instead of thee. 

5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, 
Thy faithful people bless . 

For them shall earth its stores afford, 
And heaven its happiness. 


Founded upon passages of Psalm lxxxi. It is a 
fine hymn, unaltered and complete. 

Mis> Harriet Auber lived lobe eighty-nine years 
old, (1773-1862.) She led a quiet and contented" life ; 
writing much, but publishing only one volume. 
The full title oi this book was: J%t Spirit of ikt 
Fbalme: A Compressed Version of Select Ibrtions 
ofthefvalms of David. It was published anony« 
mously in 1829. It is not entirely original ; some 
pieces were selected from well-known writers. 

34 Vying with the angels. C. 

A THOUSAND oracles divine 
Their common beams unite, 
That sinners may with angels join, 
To worship God aright. 

2 Triumphant host ! they never cease 
To laud and magnify 

The Triune God of holiness, 
Whose glory fills the sky. 

3 By faith the upper choir we meet, 
And challenge them to sing 

Jehovah on his shining seat, 
Our Maker and our King. 

4 But God made flesh is wholly ours, 
And asks our noblest strain ; 

The Father of celestial powers, 
The Friend of earthborn man ! 


From Hymns on the Trinity, 1767. 

Only half of the hymn is given here. The 
thought of the last line is beautifully expressed ly 
Edward Young in his Night Thoughts: 

" how Omnipotence 
Is lost in love ! thou great Philanthropist, 
Father of angels, but the friend of man." 

Verse three, line four, the author wrote : 
11 Our Maker, God, and King." 

The third verse of the hymn is a grand one. 
The following omitted stanza is equally remark- 

" Ye seraphs nearest to the throng 

With rapturous amaze 
On us poor ransomed worms look down, 

For heaven's superior praise." 

The thought is beautiful, yet it is n^t new, nor 
original with Wesley, that redeemed men can and 
ought to excel the angels in praise to God. 



35 Grace, pardon, and life. L. Iff. 

FATHER of heaven, whose love profound 
A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy pardoning love extend. 

2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word, 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 
The soul is raised from sin and death, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy quickening power extend. 

4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son, 
Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 


This hvmn is unaltered and entire, as found in 
A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for Public and 
Private Use, Adapted to the Services of the Church 
of England. By the Rev. T. Cotterill, A.M., 
Eighth Edition, considerably enlarged. Sheffield, 
1819. It first appeared in A Selection of Psalms 
and Hymns for Public and Private Use, Uttoxeter, 
1805. It was so well written that it has escaped 
ihe attention of the hymn menders and appears 
here in its original form. 

Rev. Edward Cooper was a Church of England 
clergyman born in 1770. He died in 1833. 

36 True worship every-where accepted. L. M. 

OTHOU to whom, in ancient time, 
The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, 
Whom kings adored in song sublime, 
And prophets praised with glowing 
tongue ; 

2 Not now on Zion's height alone 
The favored worshiper may dwell, 

Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son 
Sat weary by the patriarch's well. 

3 From every place below the skies, 
The grateful song, the fervent prayer, 

The incense of the heart may rise 

To heaven, and find acceptance there. 

4 O thou to whom, in ancient time, 
The holy prophet's harp was strung, 

To thee at last in every clime, 

Shall temples rise and praise be sung. 


Author's title : Universal Worship. 

From Airs of Palestine and Other Poems. Bos- 
ton, 1841. 

It was written for the opening of the Inde- 
pendent Congregational Church in Salem, Mass., 

Verses two and three contain an elegant refer- 
ence to the words of Christ to the woman of Sama- 
ria, John iv, 21-23. Two unimportant stanzas 
are omitted. In the second line of the last stanza 
Pierpont wrote : 

" The lyre of prophet bards was strung." 

John Pierpont was born in Litchfield, Conn., in 
17S5 ; was graduated at Yale College in 1804; spent 
several years as teacher, lawyer, and merchant ; 
and in 1818 began to study for the ministry. Soon 
after that he was installed pastor of the Hollis 
Street Unitarian Church, in Boston, where he re- 
mained for twenty-five years. At the breaking out 
of the war of the Rebellion, although seventy -five 
years old, he could not be contented to remain at 
home, and Governor Andrew appointed him chap- 
lain of a regiment. His failing strength was not 
equal to the duties of his position, and he resigned. 
He was then appointed to a clerkship in Washing- 
ton, and remained in the service of the govern- 
ment until the time of his death, in 1866. Pierpont 
was a scholar, orator, and poet, a radical temper- 
ance advocate, and a bold antislavery leader. 
Two of his hymns, both valuable, are found in this 

3 t Trembling aspiration. L. M. 

THOU, whom all thy saints adore, 

We now with all thy saints agree, 
And bow our inmost souls before 
Thy glorious, awful Majesty. 

2 "We come, great God, to seek thy face, 
And for thy loving-kindness wait ; 

And O how dreadful is this place ! 

'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 

3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh ; 
To thee our trembling hearts aspire ; 

And lo ! we see descend from high 
The pillar and the flame of fire. 

4 Still let it on the assembly stay, 
And all the house with glory fill ; 

To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
And lead us to thy holy hill. 

5 There let us all with Jesus stand, 
And join the general Church above, 

And take our seats at thy right hand, 
And sing thine everlasting love. 




Title: Entering into the Congregation. Two 
Stanzas, the second and seventh, are omitted ; 

" Thee, King of nations, we proclaim : 
Who would not our great Sovereign fear? 

We long to experience all Thy name, 
And now we come to meet Thee here. 

" Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing, 
Now on Thy great white throne appear, 

And let my eyes behold my King, 
And let me see my Saviour there." 

Taken unaltered from Hymns and Sawed Poems. 
By John and Charles Wesley, 1742. 

Solemn adoration. 

L. M. 


TjlTERNAL Power, whose high abode 
Cj Becomes the grandeur of a God, 
infinite lengths beyond the bounds 
Where stars revolve their little rounds ! 

2 Thee while the first archangel sings, 
He hides his face behind his wings, 
And ranks of shining thrones around 
Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. 

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? 
We would adore our Maker too ; 
From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
The Great, the Holy, and the High. 

4 Earth, from afar, hath heard thy fame, 
And worms have learned to lisp thy name: 
But O ! the glories of thy mind 

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 

5 God is in heaven, and men below : 
Be short our tunes ; our words be few : 
A solemn reverence checks our songs, 
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 


From Horce, Lyricoz, 1709. 

Author's title: The Conclusion— God Exalted 
above all Praise. 

The second stanza is omitted : 

" The lowest step beneath thy feet, 

Kises too high for Gabriel's feet ; 

In vain the tall archangel tries 

To reach thine height with wondering eyes." 

This stanza is extravagant, but it is poetic, and 
characteristic of its author. 

The first line of the next stanza has been altered. 
Watts wrote : 

" Thy dazzling beauties ivhilst he sings." 

3 9 Living bread. L. M. 

THY presence, gracious God, afford; 
Prepare us to receive thy word: 
Now let thy voice engage our ear. 
And faith be mixed with what we hear. 

2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
And fix our hearts and hopes above : 
With food divine may we be fed, 

And satisfied with living bread. 

3 To us the sacred word apply 
With sovereign power and energy; 
And may we, in thy faith and fear, 
Reduce to practice what we hear. 

4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
Teach us to know and do thy will: 
Thy saving power and love display, 
And guide us to the realms of day. 


Title : Before Sermon. 

The text of this hymn remains the same as it 
read a century ago; except that the chorus has 
been dropped: 


" Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless, 
And crown thy Gospel with success." 

From Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances oj 
Public Worship and Private Devotion. By John 
Fawcett, Leeds, 1782. See No. 31. 

4:0 God revealed to faith. L. M. 

NOT here, as to the prophet's eye, 
The Lord upon his throne appears : 
Nor seraphim responsive cry, 
"Holy! thrice holy!" " 

in our ears : 

2 Yet God is present in this place, 
Veiled in serener majesty ; 

So full of glory, truth, and grace, 
That faith alone such light can see. 

3 Nor, as he in the temple taught, 

Is Christ within these walls revealed, 
When blind, and deaf, and dumb were 
Lepers and lame, and all were healed : 

4 Yet here, when two or three shall meet, 
Or thronging multitudes are found, 

All may sit down at Jesus' feet, 

And hear from him the joyful sound. 



5 Send forth the seraphim, O Lord, 
To touch thy servants' lips with fire ; 

Saviour, give them thy faithful word ; 
Come, Holy Ghost, their hearts inspire. 


Title : For the Opening of a Place of Warship. 
In the second line of the third stanza the author- 
ized text is : 

"Is Christ beneath this roof revealed." 

From Sacred Poems and Hymns for Public and 
Private Devotion, 1853. This bobk the author 
calls " the most serious work" of his long life. It 
was edited the year previous to his death. See 
No. 5. 

S. M. 

4rl Glory begun below. 

COME, ye that love the Lord, 
And let your joj 7 s be known; 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
While ye surround his throne. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 
Who never knew our God, 

But servants of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 The God that rules on high, 
That all the earth surveys, 

That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And calms the roaring seas ; 

4 This awful God is ours, 
Our Father and our Love ; 

He will send down his heavenly powers, 
To carry us above. 

5 There we shall see his face, 
And never, never sin ; 

There, from the rivers of his grace, 
Drink endless pleasures in : 

6 Yea, and before we rise 
To that immortal state, 

The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
Should constant joys create. 

7 The men of grace have found 
Glory begun below T ; 

Celestial fruit on earthly ground 
From faith and hope may grow : 

8 Then let our songs abound, 
And every tear be dry ; 

We're marching through Immanuel' 
To fairer worlds on high. 


From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, booh ii, 1707. 
Title: Heavenly Joy on Earth. 
Stanzas two and nine are omitted : 

2 " The sorrows of the mind 
Be banished from the place ! 

Religion never was designed 
To make our pleasures less. 

9 " The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets. 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets." 

The first stanza has been altered, yet some still 
prefer it as Watts wrote it : 

" Come, we that love the Lord, 
And let our joys be known, 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 


surround the throne. 

In the second verse of the hymn we have 
" servants." Watts wrote " fav'rites." Better than 
either of these would be children. 

The third verse has been greatly improved by 
the changes made. Watts wrote : 

" The God that rules on high, 
And thunders when he please, 

That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And manages the seas." 

It is no wonder that the author put this stanza in 

42 Creating love and redeeming grace. S. M. 

FATHER, in whom we live, 
In whom we are, and move, 
The glory, power, and praise receive 
Of thy creating love. 

2 Let all the angel throng 
Give thanks to God on high, 

While earth repeats the joyful song, 
And echoes to the sky. 

3 Incarnate Deity, 

Let all the ransomed race 
Render in thanks their lives to thee, 
For thy redeeming grace. 

4 The grace to sinners showed, 
Ye heavenly choirs proclaim, 

And cry, " Salvation to our God, 
Salvation to the Lamb ! " 


Title : To the Trinity. 

From Hymns for Those that Seek, and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ. 
London, 1747. Long titles were fashionable in 
those days. The book was usually called Redemp- 
tion Hymns, and was very popular. This is the 
first half of the original poem, unaltered. 

2 1 


43 & -^ 

WITH joy we lift <»ur ey< 
To those blight realms above, 
That glorious temple in the Bides, 
Where dwells eternal Love. 

2 Before thy throne we bow, 
O thou almighty King ; 

Here we present the solemn vow, 
And hymns of praise we sing. 

3 While in thy house we kneel, 
With trust and holy fear. 

Thy mercy and thy truth reveal. 
And lend a gracious ear. 

4 Lord, teach our hearts to pray, 
And tune our lips to sing; 

Nor from thy presence cast away 
The sacrifice we bring. 


The author's title was : Homage and Dewot 

It has been changed from coininon to short meter 

Original of altered lines : 

Verse one, line one : 

" With mured joy we lift our ey : 
Verse two, line one: 

" Before the aicful throne we bow." 
Verse two, line two: 

" (.'- ...mighty King." 

Verse three, line one : 

11 While in thy house of prayer we kneel." 
Verse four, line one : 

11 With fervor teach our hearts to pray." 
One stanza— the third— is omitted : 

" Thee we adore : and, Lord, to thee 

Our filial duty pay ; 
Thy service, unconstrained and free, 

Conducts to endless day." 

From A Collection of Hymns and Psalms for 
Public and Private Worship! A new edition. 1819. 
(First edition. 1795.) The Rev. Thomas Jervis 
(1748-1833) was an English Unitarian minister. 

2 For thou, within no walls confined, 
Dost dwell with those of humble mind; 
Such ever bring thee where they come. 
And. going, take thee to their home. 

3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim 
The sweetness of thy saving name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 
To strengthen faith and sweeten care; 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And bring all heaven before our eye-. 


Title : On opening a place for Social Prayer. 
From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
The author wrote : 

Verse two, line two : 

"Inhabited the humble mind." 

Verse three, line one : 

" Dear Shepherd of the chosen few." 

There are two additional stanzas : 

"Behold, at thy commanding word, 
We stretch the curtain and the cord; 
Come thou, and till this wider space, 
And bless us with a large increase. 

'* Lord, we are few, but thou art near ; 
Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear; 
Oh rend the heavens, come quickly down, 
And make a thousand hearts thine" own." 

William Cowper was the most distinguished poet 
in the last hah' of the eighteenth century. His 
father was a clergyman, and chaplain to George II. 
Cowper was born in Hertfordshire in 1731 : educated 
at Westminster School ; read law in London, and was 
admitted to the bar, but always preferred literature 
to law. He Avon fame by writing the "Task," 
which was published in 175*5. Cowper was endowed 
with poetic genius, and afflicted by tendency to 
insanity. The latter increased as he advanced in 
years until his mind was overshadowed by the 
deepest gloom. Death brought relief in his seven- 
tieth vear, i - 

L. M. 

44 The great Shepherd with htifoel: 

JESUS, where'er thy people meet, 
There they behold thy mercy-seat ; 
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found. 
And every place is hallowed ground. 

45 Blest hour of prayer. L. M. 

BLEST hour, when mortal man retires 
To hold communion with his God ; 
To send to Heaven his warm desires. 
And listen to the sacred word. 

2 Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh, 
Well pleased his people's voice to hear ; 

To hush the penitential sigh. 

And wipe away the mourner's tear. 



3 Blest hour, for, where the Lord resorts, 
Foretastes of future bliss are given ; 

And mortals find Ms earthly courts 
The house of God, the gate of heaven. 

4 Hail, peaceful hour! supremely blest 
Amid the hours of worldly care; 

The hour that yields the spirit rest, 
That sacred hour, the hour of prayer. 

5 And when my hours of prayer are past, 
And this frail tenement decays, 
Then may I spend in heaven at last 
A never-ending hour of praise. 


It is said that this hymn was contributed to The 
Amulet, 1823. I have not seen the original. 
The Eev. Thomas Raffles, D.D., an English Inde- 

Eendent divine and celebrated pulpit orator, was 
orn at London in 1788 ; studied theology at Homer- 
ton College ; in 1812 was called to the pastorate of a 
Congregational church in Liverpool, held it until 
1860, and died in 1863. He was the author of some 
excellent prose works, and wrote a number of 

46 For Zion's peace. L. M. 

OTHOU, our Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
Behold a cloud of incense rise ; 
The prayers of saints to heaven ascend, 
Grateful, accepted sacrifice. 

2 Regard our prayers for Zion's peace ; 
Shed in our hearts thy love abroad ; 

Thy gifts abundantly increase ; 
Enlarge, and fill us all with God. 

3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go, 
And guide into thy perfect will; 

Cause us thy hallowed name to know ; 
The work of faith in us fulfill. 

4 Help us to make our calling sure ; 
O let us all be saints indeed, 

And pure, as thou thyself art pure, 
Conformed in all things to our Head. 

5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood : 
Thy blood shall wash us white as snow : 

Present us sanctified to God, 
And perfected in love below. 


Title: Hymn of Intercession. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. Some 
verbal changes have been made. In the first verse 
Wesley wrote "Husband" instead of "Saviour," 

and "unceasing" for "accepted" in the last line 
of the third verse : 

" The work of faith with poiver fulfill ; " 

and in the third line of the fourth verse : 

"And pure as God Himself 'is pure." 

There are four additional stanzas, but they are of 
no particular value. 

4:7 Lo! God is here. L. M. 6 1. 

LO ! God is here ! let us adore, 
And own how dreadful is this place ; 
Let all within us feel his power, 

And silent bow before his face ; 
Who know his power, his grace who prove, 

2 Lo ! God is here ! him day and night 
United choirs of angels sing : 

To him, enthroned above all height, 

Heaven's host their noblest praises bring ; 
Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, 
Who praise thee with a stammering tongue. 

3 Being of beings, may our praise 

Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ; 
Still may we stand before thy face, 

Still hear and do thy sovereign will ; 
To thee may all our thoughts arise, 
Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice. 


Title: Public Worship. 

The first, second, and third stanzas, unaltered, of 
a translation found in Hymns and Sacred Poems. By 
John and Charles Wesley, 1739. The hymn was 
evidently suggested by the words of Jacob, Gen. 
xxviii, 16, 17 : 

"And Jacob awaked out of his sleep, and he 
said, Surely the Lord is in this place ; and I knew 
it not. And he was afraid, and said, How dreadful 
is this place ! this is none other but the house of 
God, and this is the gate of heaven." 

Gerhard Tersteegen, the writer of this solemn lyric, 
was born in humble life, in the town of Mors, West- 
phalia, in 1697. He experienced religion in early 
years, and some time alter ward consecrated him- 
self entirely to the Lord and lived in intimate and 
precious communion with God. It was doubtless 
the author's reputation for saintliness that attracted 
the attention of Wesley to his hymns. He was, in 
fact, a mystic of lofty and pure type. He devoted 
himself to doing good, in a humble way, by private 
conversation, and by holding meetings ana making 
addresses. In 1731 he published a volume, called 
The Spiritual Flower-garden, which contained one 
hundred and eleven hymns. Altogether, he was a 
remarkable man, and a great religious poet. Died 



48 B^Ti ^2A My, Lord Cod ofSabocdh. L.M.o 1. 

INFINITE God, to thee Ave raise 
Our hearts in solemn songs of praise : 
By all thy works on earth adored, 
We worship thee, the common Lord; 
The everlasting Father own, 
And bow our souls before thy throne. 

2 Thee all the choir of angels sings, 
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings ; 
Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud, 
And seraphs shout the Triune God; 

And "Holy, holy, holy," cry, 

" Thy glory fills both earth and sky." 

3 Father of endless majesty. 

All might and love we render thee ; 
Thy true and only Son adore, 
The same in dignity and power : 
And God the Holy Ghost declare. 
The saints' eternal Comforter. 


Verses one, two, and five of a metrical paraphrase 
of the Te Deiun Laudanum*. The poem comprises 
fourteen stanzas. The author wrote u tke " instead 
of " thy" in the last line of the first verse. From 
Hymns for those that Seek and Those that Have 
Redemption in the Blood of Jtsus Christ. Lon- 
don, 1717. 

49 Lift up our hearts to Thee. L. M. 

CHRIST, who hast prepared a place 
For us around thy throne of grace. 
We pray thee, lift our hearts above. 
And draw them with the cords of love. 

2 Source of all good, thou, gracious Lord, 
Art our exceeding great reward ; 

How transient is our present pain. 
How boundless our eternal gain ! 

3 With open face and joyful heart, 
We then shall see thee as thou art : 
Our love shall never cease to glow, 
Our praise shall never cease to flow. 

4 Thy never-failing grace to prove, 
A surety of thine endless love, 
Send down thy Holy Ghost, to be 
The raiser of our souls to thee. 


Author's title : Nobis Olympo redditus. 

Santolins Yietorinus, whose French name was 
Jean Bapdste Santeul, born in 1630. was a celebrat- 
ed scholar and poet. He died in 1697. 

The Rev. John Chandler (1806-1876) was a 
:nan of the Church of England, and the 
translator and editor of Hmmms of tikt Til 
Uhmrck. London, 1837. This translation is from 
that valuable work, unaltered. The doxology, 
verse live, Ls : 

5 " O future Judge, Eternal Lord, 
Thy name be hallowed and adored ; 
To God the Father, King of heaven. 
And Holy Ghost, like praise be given. 

50 Shov: mercy. 7. 6. 

OGOD, to show us mercy, 
And bless us in thy grace ; 
Cause thou to shine upon us 
The brightness of thy face: 

2 That so throughout all nations 
Thy way may be well known, 

And unto every people 

Thy saving health be shown. 

3 O God, let people praise thee, 
Let all the people praise ; 

O let the nations joyful 

Their songs of gladness raise: 

4 For thou shalt judge the people 
In truth and righteousness ; 

And on the earth all nations 
Shall thy just rule confess. 

5 O God, let people praise thee ; 
Thy praises let them sing; 

And then in rich abundance 
The earth her fruit shall bring : 

G The Lord our God shall bless us, 
God shall his blessing send; 

And people all shall fear him 
To earth's remotest end. 


This is a beautiful metrical version of Psalm 
lxvii. We may safely say that this grand hymn 
was never written; it greic, and it has grown, at 
length, to be nearly perfect. 

The basis of the'hymn is the version of the Eev. 
John Hopkins, who. with Thomas Sternhold and 
others, edited The Whole Book of Psalms, col- 
lected into English Metre, 1562. 

It was slightly altered by Francis Kous for his 
first edition of The Book of Dial mm in English 
Metier, 1641. It was again 'altered and improved 
by the editors of the version approved by the 
Church of Scotland. Since then it has "come 
into its present shape. It was inspired of God. 
and will live forever. 



(5 1 Thanksgiving for infinite love. 10, 11. 

YE servants of God, your Master proclaim, 
And publish abroad his wonderful name ; 
The name all- victorious of Jesus extol ; 
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 

2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; 
And still he is nigh; his presence we have: 
The great congregation his triumph shall 

Ascribing salvation to Jesus, our King. 

3 "Salvation to God, who sits on the 

Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son : 
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, 
Fall down on their faces, and worship the 

4 Then let us adore, and give him his 

All glory and power, all wisdom and 

All honor and blessing, with angels above, 
And thanks never ceasing for infinite love. 


Title : To be Sung in a Tumult. 
Two stanzas, the second and third of the original, 
arc omitted : 

" The waves of the sea Have lift up their voice, 
Sore troubled that we In Jesus rejoice ; 
The floods they are roaring, But Jesus is here, 
While we are adoring He always is near. 

" When devils engage, The billows arise, 
And horribly rage, And threaten the skies : 
Their fury shall never Our steadfastness shock, 
The weakest believer Is built on a rock." 

Verse three, line three, the author wrote : 
" Our Jesus' s praises," etc. 

The year 1744 was a time of great opposition to, 
and persecution of, the Methodists in England. The 
country was at war with France. An invasion for 
the purpose of dethroning George II. and crowmno- 
the exiled representative of the House of Stuart was 
expected. The Methodists were represented as 
Papists in disguise, working for the Pretender. 
Their meetings were broken up by mobs, and many 
of their preachers were impressed into the army. 
Even the Wesleys were brought before the magis- 
trates for examination. In the midst of these per- 
secutions they published a pamphlet, containing 
thirty-three pieces, and entitled Hymns for Times of 
Trouble and Persecution, 1744. This hymn was 
first published in that pamphlet. 

OS For the fullness of peace and joy. 8, 7, 4. 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
Let us each, thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace ; 

O refresh us, 
Traveling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 

May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 

May thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 

3 So, when'er the signal's given 
Us from earth to call away, 

Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
Glad the summons to obey, 

May we ever 
Reign with Christ in endless day. 


A very appropriate and widely used closing 
hymn. It is found in the Rev. John Harris's 
Collection of Hymns for Public Worship, 1774. 
There it has the name of John Fawcett. It 
is not among his original hymns, 1782. The 
hymn is the same as it is found in Lady Hunting- 
don's Collection, edited by Walter Shirley, with the 
exception of one line. The fifth line of verse three 
reads : 

" We shall surely.'''' 

English hymnologists now attribute this hymn to 
Fawcett, instead of Shirley. 

The Hon. and Eev. Walter Shirley was born in 
1725, of a noble family ; was brother to Earl Fer- 
rars, and cousin of Sehna, Countess of Huntingdon. 
He was a very useful and successful clergyman of 
the Church of England. He died in 1786. 

53 The apostolic benediction. 8,7. 

MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 

Rest upon us from above : 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord ; 

And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth cannot afford. 


From Olney Hymns, 1779. A metrical version 
of the apostolic benediction, unaltered : 

" The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the 
love of God, and the communion of the Holy 
Ghost, be with you all. Amen. 2 Cor. xiii, 14. 



o4r Hi n we nly Joy anticipated. 8,7,4 

IN thy Dame, Lord, assembling, 
We, thy people, now draw near: 
Teach as to rejoice with trembling; 

Speak, and let thy Bervants hear: 

Hear with meekness, 
Hear thy word with godly fear. 

2 While our days on earth are Lengthened, 

May we give them, Lord, to thee: 
Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened. 
May we run, nor weary be, 

Till thy glory 
Without cloud in heaven we see. 

3 There, in worship purer, sweeter, 
All thy people shall adore ; 

Sharing then in rapture greater 
Than they could conceive before: 

Full enjoyment, 
Full and pure, far evermore, 


" Speak ; for thy servant heareth." 1 Sam. iii, 10. 

The last stanza is somewhat altered. 

Thomas Kelly, son of the Right Hon. Baron 
Kelly, was born at Dublin in 1769. After gradu- 
ating at Dublin University he studied law; but 
gave up law for theology, and was ordained a 
clergyman or* the Established Church in 1790. Ik- 
was subsequently an Independent minister, a 
wealthy and learned man, and a very popular and 
useful preacher. He labored in the city of Dublin 
more than sixty years. 

In 1804 lie published a small volume containing 
ninety six original hymns. This volume increased 
in successive editions until it numbered seven hun- 
dred and sixty-five hymn*. This was entitled 
Hymns on Various Pa- - 'qture. Dublin, 

1853. Many of them are of little value ; but some, 
like this, are deservedly popular. This hymn ap- 
peared in 1815. Mr. Kelly died in 1854. 

O O For a blessing on the word. 8, 7, 4. 

COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit, 
Bless the sower and the seed ; 
Let each heart thy grace inherit ; 
Raise the weak, the hungry feed; 

From the gospel 
Now supply thy people's need. 

2 O may all enjoy the blessing 

Which thy word's designed to give: 

Let us all. thy love possessing, 
Joyfully the truth receive. 

And forever 
To thy praise and glory live. 


Title : 

It is found h lection of 

It is unaltered and entire. 

The Bev. Jonathan Evans was bora in 1749. In 
early lit'.- he was very wicked; but, when about 
thirty years of age, became a Christian and a mem- 
ber of the Coiigregataonal Church. He subsequently 
became pastor of a church at Foleahill, England, 
and died in I 

O 6 Isaiah's vision 

ROUND the Lord, in glory seated. 
Cherubim and seraphim 
Filled his temple, and repeated 
Each to each the alternate hymn : 

2 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; 

Earth is with its fu lines 
Unto thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord." 



3 Heaven is still with glory ringing; 
Earth takes up the angels' cry. 

'•Holy, holy, holy," singing, 

• ' Lord of host. Lord God most high. 

4 With his seraph train before him. 
With his holy Church below. 

Thus unite we to adore him : 
Bid we thus our anthem flow : 

5 "' Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; 
Earth is with its fullness stored; 

Unto thee be glory given, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord." 


Title: Hymn Commemorative of the TJiriee Holy. 

The original has eight stanzas ; the first, fifth, and 
eighth are omitted. Only one word has been 
changed ; the author wrote, verse four, line three : 

u Thus conspire we to adore Him." 

From the Author's Original Hymns added to 
it Hymns from the Roman Brev ia ry, 1837. 

The Rev. Richard Maut. D.D.. was born at South- 
ampton in 177»3; was graduated at Oxford in 17''7 : 
and was appointed curate in 1802. In 1816 he 
was made Rector of St. Botolph's, London, and 
was consecrated Bishop in 1820. He died in 1848. 
He published several prose works, and was the 
author of many hymns and translations. 

5 7 Exhortation to praise God. 8, 7. 

PRAISE the Lord ! ye heavens, adore him : 
Praise him. angels, in his height; 
Sun and moon, rejoice before him ; 
Praise him, all ye stars of liuht. 



2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; 
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; 

Laws which never shall be broken, 
For their guidance he hath made. 

3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious; 
Never shall his promise fail ; 

God hath made his saints victorious ; 
Sin and death shall not prevail. 

4 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
Hosts on high his power proclaim ; 

Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
Laud and magnify his name. 


A successful rendering of the first three verses of 
Psalm cxlviii : 

" Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from 
the heavens: praise him in the heights. Praise ye 
him, all his angels: praise ye him, all his hosts. 
Praise ye him, sim and moon : praise ye him, all 
ye stars of light." 

It was attributed to the Rev. John Kempthorne, 
(1775-1838,) an English clergyman, on the author- 
ity of Daniel Sedgwick. Kempthorne published 
it, with others, in Select Portions of Psalms and 
Hymns, 1810, but he made no claim to the author- 
ship. The hymn is taken, unaltered and entire, from 
Psalms, Hymns, and Anthems For the Foundling 
Chapel. London, 1700. It must be marked Un- 

58 Glory to the Lamb. 8, 7. 

HARK ! the notes of angels, singing, 
" Glory, glory to the Lamb! " 
All in heaven their tribute bringing, 
Raising high the Saviour's name. 

2 Ye for whom his life was given, 
Sacred themes to you belong: 

Come, assist the choir of heaven ; 
Join the everlasting song. 

3 See! the angelic host have crowned him, 
Jesus fills the throne on high ; 

Countless myriads, hovering round him, 
With his praises rend the sky. 

4 Filled with holy emulation, 
Let us vie with those above : 

Sweet the theme, a free salvation, 
Fruit of everlasting love. 

5 Endless life in him possessing, 
Let us praise his precious name ; 

Glory, honor, power, and blessing, 
Be forever to the Lamb. 


Taken unaltered from the Author's Hymns on, 
Various Passages of Scripture, 1806. The passage 
prefixed to this hynin is, " Worthy is the Lamb." 
Kev. v, 12. 

One stanza, the third of the original, has been 
left out : 

" Saints and angels thus united, 
Songs imperfect still must raise ; 

Though despised on earth and slighted 
Jesus is above ah praise." 

The subject of this hymn is a common one with 
hymn writers. The author has put it into a new 
and pleasing form. For a brief sketch of the Kev. 
Thomas Kelly, see No. 54. 

O 9 Dismission. 8,7. 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Bid us now depart in peace ; 
Still on heavenly manna feeding, 
Let our faith and love increase : 
Fill each breast with consolation; 
Up to thee our hearts we raise : 
When we reach our blissful station, 
Then we'll give thee nobler praise. 


The original text of this short closing hymn can- 
not be ascertained ; nor can the authorship be pos- 
itively settled. Some collections attribute it to 
Edwin Smythe, some to Walter Shirley, some to 
Burder, some to Eobert Hawker. 

The last is probably correct; although it is not 
certain that he wrote it. The Kev. Kobert Hawker 
(1753-1828) was a Church of England clergyman, 
noted for his extreme Calvinism. He was the au- 
thor of numerous sermons, and of a commentary on 
the Bible. 

6 Confession, prayer, and praise. C. M. 

LORD, when we bend before thy throne, 
And our confessions pour, 
O may we feel the sins we own, 
And hate what we deplore. 

2 Our contrite spirits pitying see ; 
True penitence impart ; 

And let a healing ray from thee 
Beam peace into each heart. 

3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
May we our wills resign ; 

And not a thought our bosom share 
Which is not wholly thine. 

4 And when, with heart and voice, we strive 
Our grateful hymns to raise, 

Let love divine within us live, 
And fill our souls with praise. 



5 Then, on thy glories while we dwell, 
Thy mercies we'll review ; 

With love divine transported, tell — 
Thou, God, art Father too ! 


This hymn is so altered that we give the original 
from Poems Suggested Chiefly by Scenes in Asia 
Minor, 1605. 

Title: A Hymn Before Public Worship : 

1 The first stanza is copied verbatim. 

2 " Our broken spirits pitying see, 
And penitence impart — 

Then let a kindling glance from thee, 
Beam HOPE upon the heart. 

3 " When our responsive tongues essay, 
Their grateful hymns to raise ; 

Grant that our souls may join the lay, 
Andmount to Thee in praise. 

4 " Then, on thy glories while we dwell, 
Thy mercies we'll renetc, 

Till LOVE divine transported tell, 
Our God's our Father too." 

5 Same as third verse of hymn. 

6 "Let FATTH each weak petition fill, 
And waft it to the skies ; 

And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still, 
That grants it or denies." 

The Rev. Joseph Dacre Carlyle was the son of an 
English physician ; was born at Carlisle in 1759. 
and died in 1804. He was graduated at Cambridge 
in 1779, and in 1794 was appointed Professor of 
Arabic in the same university. He made a special 
study of Oriental literature. 

D 1 Divine guidance, and rest. C. M. 

BEFORE thy mercy-seat, O Lord, 
Behold thy servants stand, 
To ask the knowledge of thy word, 
The guidance of thy hand. 

2 Let thy eternal truths, we pray, 
Dwell richly in each heart ; 

That from the safe and narrow way 
We never may depart. 

3 Lord, from thy word remove the seal, 
Unfold its bidden store; 

And, as we read, O may we feel 
Its value more and more. 

4 Help us to see the Saviour's love 
Beaming from every page ; 

And let the thoughts of joys above 
Our inmost souls engage. 

5 Thus while thy word our footsteps guides, 

Shall we be truly blest ; 
And safe arrive where love provides 

An everlasting rest. 


From Psalms and Hymns for Public and P-ivate 
Use. London, 1831. 

Title : For an Understanding of the Scriptures. 
Text : Col. iii, 16 : 

" Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in 
all wisdom ; teaching and admonishing one another 
in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing 
with grace in your hearts to the Lord." 

In the third line of third stanza the author wrote : 

" Anil teach us as we read to feel /" 

and in the last three lines of the hist stanza : 

" may we safely go 
To those fair realms where love provides 
A final rest from woe." 

The Rev. William Hiley Bathurst, an English 
clergyman and poet, was born in 1796 ; was grad- 
uated at Christ Church College, Oxford, and took 
holy orders in 1819. He is the author of two vol- 
umes of hynms— the one given above, and Metrical 
Thoughts in V<rse, 1S49. He died Nov. 25, 1877. 

D/3 For a benediction on the truth. C. M. 

OGOD, by whom the seed is given, 
By whom the harvest blest ; 
Whose word, like manna showered from 
Is planted in our breast ; 

2 Preserve it from the passing feet, 
And plunderers of the air, 

The sultry sun's intenser heat, 
And weeds of worldly care. 

3 Though buried deep, or thinly strown, 
Do thou thy grace supply : 

The hope in earthly furrows sown 
Shall ripen in the sky. 


From Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly 
Church Service of the Year, 1827. 

Notice the scriptural allusions to the parable of 
the sower, Matt. xiii. It has not been altered. 

Bishop Reginald Heber was born at Malms, 
Cheshire, in 17S3 ; was educated at Brazenose Col- 
lege, Oxford, and ordained in 1807. In 1823 he 
was appointed Bishop of Calcutta, and received the 
degree of D.P. from Oxford just before sailing for 
India. Bishop Heber was a man of learning, piety, 
and energy : and a voluminous author. His fame 
rests mainly upon his hymns. He died in 1828. 



63 The glories of the King. C. M. 

COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, 
And joy to make it known, 
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
And bow before his throne. 

2 Behold your Lord, your Master, crowned 
With glories all divine; 

And tell the wondering nations round 
How bright those glories shine. 

3 When, in his earthly courts, we view 
The glories of our King, 

We long to love as angels do, 
And wish like them to sing. 

4 And shall we long and wish in vain? 
Lord, teach our songs to rise : 

Thy love can animate the strain, 
And bid it reach the skies. 


Title : The Ring of Saints. 

From Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose. 
London, 1780. The original has eight stanzas. The 
author wrote, verse two, line one : 

"Behold your King your Saviour crown' d." 

Miss Anne Steele (1717—1778) was the daughter 
of the Rev. William Steele, a Baptist minister in 
Hampshire, England. She was a very talented 
lady ; although a permanent invalid and a great suf- 
ferer, her life was useful and happy. Her published 
hymns are found in nearly all collections, and have 
been a blessing to many people. Many of them are 
good, and a few deserve the highest praise. The 
following appropriate hues are inscribed upon her 
tomb : 

11 Silent the lyre, and dumb the tuneful tongue, 
That sung on earth her great Redeemer's praise ; 

But now in heaven she joins the angelic song, 
In more harmonious, more exalted lays." 

64 The Desire of all nations. C. M. 

C^OME, thou Desire of all thy saints, 
J Our humble strains attend, 
While, with our praises and complaints, 
Low at thy feet we bend. 

2 How should our songs, like those above, 
With warm devotion rise ! 

How should our souls, on wings of love, 
Mount upward to the skies ! 

3 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 
In us the heavenly flame ; 

Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
Our hearts adore thy name. 

4 Now, Saviour, let thy glory shine, 
And fill thy dwellings here, 

Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
A heaven on earth appear. 

5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say, 
"Come, great Redeemer, come, 

And bring the bright, the glorious day, 
That calls thy children home." 


Title : Entreating the Presence of Christ in his 

" The Desire of all nations shall come." Hag. ii, 7. 

One word only has been altered. The author 
wrote, verse four, line one : 

"Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine." 

The original has seven stanzas. 

From the author's Poems on Subjects Chiefly De- 
votional. London, 1760. 

Miss Steele published two volumes in 1760, under 
the assumed name of " Theodosia." A third vol- 
ume was published in 1780, soon after her death, l»y 
her friend. Dr. Caleb Evans, of Bristol. In the 
Boston edition, 1808, the three books were pub- 
lished in two volumes. See No. 63. 

D O Invoking divine blessings. C. M. 

WITHIN thy house, O Lord our God, 
In majesty appear; 
Make this a place of thine abode, 
And shed thy blessings here. 

2 As we thy mercy-seat surround, 
Thy Spirit, Lord, impart ; 

And let thy gospel's joyous sound, 
With power reach every heart. 

3 Here let the blind their sight obtain ; 
Here give the mourner rest ; 

Let Jesus here triumphant reign, 
Enthroned in every breast. 

4 Here let the voice of sacred joy 
And fervent prayer arise, 

Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
In realms beyond the skies. 


This anonymous hymn has been traced to Hymns 
Adapted to the Public Worship of the Christian 
Church, Princeton, N. J., 1829, where it is a lon» 
meter hymn. It was rewritten about 1830, and 
has found its way into many collections. 



OD ./■-.- ,. igna. L. M. 

COME, let us tune our Loftiest Bong. 
And raise to Christ our joyful strain; 
Worship and thanks to hirn belong, 
Who reigns, and shall forever reign. 

2 His sovereign power our bodies made ; 
Our souls are his immortal breath ; 

And when his creatures sinned, he bled, 
To save us from eternal death. 

3 Burn every breast with Jesus 1 love; 
Bound every heart with rapturous joy; 

And saints on earth, with saints above, 
Your voices in his praise employ. 

4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song, 
Ascend for him our cheerful strain ; 

Worship and thanks to him belong, 
Who reigns, and shall forever reign. 


Eobert Athow West, an editor and author, was 
born in England in 1809 ; came to America in 1843 : 
was the official reporter of the General Conference 
of the Methodist Episcopal Church in 1844; and 
published the debates of that famous session. Mr. 
West was one of a Committee of seven men, ap- 
pointed by the General Conference of 1844, to pie- 
pare a standard edition of the Methodist Hymn 
Book. This excellent hymn was contributed to 
that edition, 1S49. He died in Georgetown, D. C, 
February 1, 1865. 

6 7 The bond of love. L. M. 

PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee: 
Thy saints adore thy holy name ; 
Thy creatures bend the obedient knee, 
And humbly now thy presence claim. 

2 Eternal Source of truth and light. 
To thee we look, on thee we call; 

Lord, we are nothing in thy sight. 
But thou to us art all in all. 

3 Still may thy children in thy word 
Their common trust and refuge see ; 

O bind us to each other, Lord, 

By one great bond, — the love of thee. 

4 Here at the portal of thy house. 

We leave our mortal hopes and fears ; 
Accept our prayers, and bless our vows. 
And dry our penitential tears. 

5 So shall our sun of hope arise 
With brighter still and brighter ray. 

Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes 
With beams of everlasting day. 


Written for Hymns for Public Worship^ 8t 

for th> Urn oj th> GonaregcA i/<<j in the 

Octagon Ckapd x . -14. 

in verse one, line four, the original is : 

•• And humbly thy protection claim." 

In verse thiee, line four, the author wrote "tie" 
instead of" bond."' 
The second stanza is omitted : 

" Thy hand has raised us from the dust : 
The breath of lift thy Spirit gave : 

Where but in thee can mortals trust ! 
Who but our God has power to Bave ! " 

Sir James Edward Smith, M.D., was born at 
Norwich. England, in 1759; was graduated at a 
medical school in Leyden : wa> a great lover and 
student of botany, one of the founders of the 
Linnaam Society, London, and its fir>t president ; 
and was knighted by the Prince Regent in lsl-i. 
He was a member and officer in the Unitarian 
Church, Norwich. He died in 1828. 

6 8 The praises of Jehovah. L. M. 

SERVANTS of God, in joyful lays, 
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise; 
His glorious name let all adore, 
From age to age, for evermore. 

2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, 
From the sun's rising to its rest ; 
Above the heavens his power is known, 
Through all the earth his goodness shown. 

3 Who is like God ? so great, so high, 
He bows himself to view the sky. 
And yet, with condescending grace, 
Looks down upon the human race. 

4 He hears the uncomplaining moan 
Of those who sit and weep alone ; 
He lifts the mourner from the dust ; 
In him the poor may safely trust. 

5 O then, aloud, in joyful lays. 
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 
His saving name let all adore, 
From age to age, for evermore. 


An exhortation to praise God for his excellency, 
and his mercy. 
A fine metrical version of Psalm cxiii : 

" Praise ye the Lord. Praise. ye servants of 
the Lord, praise the name of the Lord. Blessed 
be the name of the Lord from this time forth and 
for evermore. From the rising of the sun unto the 
going down of the same the Lord's name is to be 
praised. The Lord is high above all nations, and 
Ins glorv above the heavens. Who is like unto the 



Lord our God, who dwelleth on high, who hum- 
bleth himself to behold the things that are in heaven, 
and in the earth ! He raiseth up the poor out ot 
the dust, and lifteth the needy out of the dunghill ; 
that he may set him with princes, even with the 
princes of his people. He maketh the barren wom- 
an to keep house, and to be a joyful mother of chil- 
dren. Praise ye the Lord." 

Verse four, line four, the author wrote : 
" And saves the poor in him that trust." 

The first two lines of the fifth stanza were the 
same as the first. 

It is interesting to trace the resemblance of this 
hymn to the psalm upon which it is founded. 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 

6 9 Joy of public worship. L. M. 

G^ HEAT God, attend, while Zion sings 
X The joy that from thy presence springs ; 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace, 
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day; 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all assaults of hell and sin. 
From foes without, and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too ; 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 

And devils at thy presence flee; 
Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 


The original title to this grand old hymn is : God 
and His Church; or, Grace and Glory. It is founded 
on the last part of Psalm lxxxiv : 

" Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer : give 
ear, O God of Jacob. Selah. Behold, O God our 
shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed. 
For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. 
I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my 
God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. For 
the Lord God is a sun and shield : the Lord will 
trive grace and glory: no good thing will he with- 
hold from them that walk uprightly. O Lord of 
hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee." 

Date, 1719. 

It is unaltered and complete. 

70 The eternal God exalted. L. M. 

ETERNAL God, celestial King, 
Exalted be thy glorious name ; 
Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, 
And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 

2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God ; 
I rest my hope on thee alone ; 

I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad, 
To all mankind thy love make known. 

3 Awake, my tongue ; awake, my lyre ; 
With morning's earliest dawn arise ; 

To songs of joy my soul inspire, 
And swell your music to the skies. 

4 With those who in thy grace abound, 
To thee I'll raise my thankful voice ; 

Till every land, the earth around, 
Shall hear, and in thy name rejoice. 


The four stanzas of this hymn were suggested by 
Psalm lvii, 5, 7, 8, 9 : 

" Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens ; let 
thy glory be above all the earth. My heart is fixed, 
O God, my heart is fixed : 1 will sing and give 
praise. Awake up, my glory ; awake, psaltery and 
harp : I myself will awake early. I will praise thee, 
O Lord, among the people : I will sing unto thee 
among the nations." 

From A New Metrical Version of the Psalms, 
Adajpied to Devotional Purposes. London, 1829. 

Miller, in his Singers and Songs of the Church, 
says that Wrangham was an Englishman, and by 
trade, a jeweler. Verse two, line two, the authoi 
wrote : 

" And rests its hope on Thee alone." 

/ X Hosanna to tlte living Lord. L. M. 

HOSANNA to the living Lord! 
Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! 
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 

2 "Hosanna, Lord! " thine angels cry, 
"Hosanna, Lord! " thy saints reply; 
Above, beneath us, and around, 

The dead and living swell the sound. 

3 O Saviour, with protecting care, 
Return to this, thy house of prayer. 
Assembled in thy sacred name, 
Where we thy parting promise claim. 



4 But chic fesl in our cleansed breast. 
Eternal, bid thy Spirit rest, 

And make our secret soul to be 
A temple pure, and worthy thee. 

5 So, in the last and dreadful day, 
When earth and heaven shall melt away. 
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, 
Shall swell the sound of praise again. 


Title: Advent Sunday. This is the first compo- 
sition in the author's Hymns Written and Adapted 
to the Wtckly Church Servict of tkt Year^ l v _7. 

In that book each stanza closes with this retrain : 

" Hosanna ! Lord ! llosanna in the highest ! " 

Otherwise it is not altered. It was first published 
in the Christian Observer, 1S11. See No. 02. 

72 Day of rest and gladness. 7, 6. 

ODAY of rest and gladness, 
O day of joy and light, 

O balm of care and sadness, 
Most beautiful, most bright: 

On thee, the high and lowly, 
Through ages joined in tune, 

Sing "Holy, holy, holy," 
To the great God Triune. 

2 On thee, at the creation, 
The light first had its birth; 

On thee, for our salvation, 

Christ rose from depths of earth ; 

On thee, our Lord, victorious, 
The Spirit sent from heaven; 

And thus on thee, most glorious, 
A triple light was given. 

3 To-day on weary nations 
The heavenly manna falls ; 

To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where gospel light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

4 New graces ever gaining 
From this our day of rest, 

We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest ; 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father, and to Son ; 
The Church her voice upraises 

To thee, blest Three in One. 


Title: Sunday. From the author's book, T)u 
Holy Year; or, Hymns for Sundays and Holy days, 

Each stanza of this hymn is very fine. The two 
omitted arc even more poetiud than those given. 
They are too good to be left out: 

3 "Thou art a port, protected 
From storms that round us rise; 

A garden, intersected 

With streams of Paradise : 
Thou art a cooling fountain, 

In life's dry, dreary Band, 
From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, 

We view the promised land. 

4 " Thou art a holy ladder, 
Where Angels go and come ; 

Each Sunday finds us gladder, 

Nearer to Heaven, our home. 
A day of sweet reflection 

Thou art, a day of love, 
A day of Resurrection 

From earth to things above." 

It is unaltered. 

Christopher Wordsworth was born in 1S07 ; was 
graduated at Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1830 ; 
was ordained in 1835, and made Bishop of Lincoln 
in 1S68. He is a nephew of William Wordsworth, 
the poet, lie died March 20, 1885. 

73 Joyful liomage. H. M. 

AWAKE, ye saints, awake ! 
And hail this sacred day : 
In loftiest songs of praise 
Your joyful homage pay : 
Come, bless the day that God hath blest, 
The type of heaven's eternal rest. 

2 On this auspicious morn 
The Lord of life arose ; 

He burst the bars of death. 
And vanquished all our foes ; 
And now he pleads our cause above, 
And reaps the fruit of all his love. 

3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! 
Heaven with hosannas rings, 

And earth, in humbler strains, 
Thy praise responsive sings : 
Worthy the Lamb, that once was slain, 
Through endless years to live and reign. 


The original hymn, six stanzas, is found in the 
author's manuscript volume of poems, which has 
been preserved for more than a hundred years in 
the Library of Yale College. 



This hymn is made by changes in the first three 
verses. Here is the manuscript copy. The author's 
title is : A Hymn for a Lord's Day Morning. 

1 Awake our drowsy Souls ; 
Shake off earth's slothful Band : 
The wonders of this Day 

Our Noblest Songs demand. 
Auspicious Morn ! 
Thy blissful Rays 
Harmonious songs 
Of Seraphs grace. 

2 At thy approaching Dawn, 
Reluctant Death resign' d 
The Glorious Prince of Life 
His dark Domains confin'd. 

The Angelick Host 
Around him bends : 
Amidst their shouts 
The God ascends. 

3 All Hail, triumphant Lord ! 
Heav'n with Hosannas rings: 
While Earth in humbler strains, 
Thy Praise Responsive Sings : 

Worthy art Thou, 
Who Once was Slain, 
Thro' Endless years 
To Live and Reign. 

It was altered by the Rev. Thomas Cotterill for 
his Sheffield Collection. 

Miss Elizabeth Scott, daughter of a Dissenting 
minister, was born at Norwich, England, in 1708. 
The Rev. Elisha Williams, president of Yale College 
from 1726 to 1739, while traveling in England, was 
introduced to Miss Scott by Dr. Doddridge. They 
were married in 1751, and the year following came 
to America. Three years later Mr. Williams died, 
and in 1T*>1 Mrs. Williams married the Hon. Will- 
iam Smith, of New York. He died in 1769, and 
his widow returned to Connecticut to live among 
the friends of her first husband. She died at 
Wethersfield, Conn., in 1776. Her epitaph cele- 
brates her as "a lady of great reading and knowl- 
edge, extensive acquaintance, a penetrating mind, 
and good judgment ; of abounding charity, and un- 
affected piety and devotion, adorned with every 
recommending excellency. Few lived more es- 
teemed and loved or died more lamented." 

C. M. 

74 Sabbath and sanctuary joys, 

WITH joy we hail the sacred day, 
Which God has called his own ; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at his throne. 

2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! 
As here thy servants throng- 
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 

And pour the grateful song. 

3 Spirit of grace! O deign to dwell 
Within thy Church below ; 

Make her in holiness excel, 
With pure devotion glow. 

4 Let peace within her walls be found; 
Let all her sons unite, 

To spread with holy zeal around 
His clear and shining light. 

5 Great God, we hail the sacred day, 
Which thou hast called thine own; 

With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at thy throne. 

Psalm exxii : 

" 1 was glad when they said unto me, Let us go 
into the house of the Lord," etc. 

Three lines have been altered. 

Verse two, line two : 

" Where willing votaries throng." 

Verse two, line four : 

" And pour the choral song." 

Verse four, line three : 

" To spread with grateful zeal around.' 

From The Spirit of the Psalms, 1829. 
See No. 33. * 

*7o Faster Sunday. CM. 

THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, 
In concert with the blest, 
Who, joyful, in harmonious lays 
Employ an endless rest, 

2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, 
We blest and pious grow; 

By hymns of praise we learn to be 
Triumphant here below. 

3 On this glad day a brighter scene 
Of glory was displayed 

By the eternal Word, than when 
This universe was made. 

4 He rises, who mankind has bought 
With grief and pain extreme : 

'Twas great to speak the world from naught 
'Twas greater to redeem. 


Title : On the Sabbath Day. 

Published by John Wesley in his Collection of 
Psalms and Hymns, 1741. 

It was probably first published in the Author's 
volume of poems in 1736. It is unaltered and en- 


Samuel Wesley, Jr., was an elder brother of 
John Wesley. In 17"1. when fourteen years <>t' 
be was sent to the famous Westminster 
1. In 1711 he entered Christ Church, Ox- 
ford. After taking the degree of A.M. he was ap- 
pointed usher in bis old school at Westminster. 
While in this school he was ordained, l>ut contin- 
ued to teach. In 1782 he was elected Ik-ad Master 
of a Free Grammar School in Tiverton, a position 
which he held successfully until his sudden death 
in 1739. In 1736 he published a volume of poems, 
of which a second edition was issued in 1743. 

/ 6 We will rejoice, and be glad in It. C. M. 

Tills La tlic day the Lord hath made: 
O earth, rejoice and sing; 
Let songs of triumph hail the morn; 
Bosanna to our King! 

'2 The Stone the builders set at naught, 
That Stone has now become 

The sure foundation and the strength 
Of Zion's heavenly dome. 

3 Christ is that Stone, rejected once, 
And numbered with the slain: 

Now raised in glory, o'er his Church 
Eternally to reign. 

4 This is the day the Lord hath made : 
earth, rejoice and sing: 

With songs of triumph hail the morn: 
Hosanua to our King! 


Copied verbatim and entire from the Author's 
Spirit of the 7 •. The basis of the 

hymn is Psalm exviii, -24, 22: 

" This is the day which the Lord hath made ; 
we will rejoice and be glad in it." "The some 
which the builders refused is become the head 
stone of the corner." 

For biographical sketch of the author, see No. 33. 

77 Sabbath light. C. M. 

AGAIN the Lord of life and light 
Awakes the kindling ray. 
Dispels the darkness of the night. 
And pours increasing day. 

2 O what a night was that which wrapt 
A guilty world in gloom ! 

O what a sun, which broke this day 
Triumphant from the tomb ! 

3 This day be grateful homage paid, 
And loud hosannas sung; 

Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
And praise on every tongue. 

4 Ten thousand thousand Lips shall join 

To hail this happy morn. 
Whieh Bcatters blessings from its wings 

On nations yet unborn. 


These arc the tirst four a hymn <>t 

eleven stanzas, entitled For Eaxter Sunday, found 
in die author's first volume of Poem*. London. 

Five lines have been altered. 

Original Fobm. 
Verse one, line three : 

" Unseals the eyelids of ike morn."" 

Verse two, line two: 

" The heathen world in gloom." 

Verse four, line one : 

" Ten thousand diffei ing lips shall join." 

Verse four, line two : 

" To hail this welcome morn." 

Verse four, line four : 

" To nations yet unborn." 

Anna Letitia Barbanld was a daughter of the 
Rev. John Aikin, D.D., an English Dissenting 
minister. Mi>s Aikin was born in 1743, and early 
in life gave evidence of poetic talent. She had a 
great desire for a classical education, to which her 
father strongly objected. At length she prevailed 
in some measure, and was permitted to read Latin 
and Greek. She published her tirst volume of 
poems in 1773. In 1774 she married the Lev. 
Eochemont Barbauid, a young man of French de- 
scent, who attended a school at Warrington, where 
Mis*; Aikins's father was a classical instructor. Mr. 
Barbanld had charge of a Dissenting congregation 
at Palgrave. They also opened a boarding school, 
which they carried on successfully for eleven years. 
Mr. Barbauid afterward held other pastoral rela- 
tions, and died in 1808. Mrs. Barbauid occupied 
her time and mind in literary pursuits, editing 
various works, and contributing to the press. She 
died in 1825. 

78 Ardent hope of heavenly rmt. L. M. 

LORD of the Sabbath, hear our vow-. 
On this thy day, in this thy house ; 
And own, as grateful sacrifice, 
The songs which from thy servants rise. 

9 Thine earthly Sabbaths. Lord, we love; 
But there's a nobler rest above: 
To that our laboring souls aspire 
With ardent hope and strong desire. 



3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
Nor sin nor hell, shall reach the place ; 
No sighs shall mingle with the songs, 
Which warble from immortal tongues. 

4 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

5 O long-expected day, begin ! 
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin : 
Fain would we leave this weary road, 
And sleep in death, to rest with God. 


Title : The Eternal Sabbath. 

Written to be suns? at the close of a sermon 
preached June 2, 1736. Text: "There remaineth 
therefore a rest to the people of God." Heh. iv, 9. 

It is found in Hymns Founded on Various Texts 
in the Holy Scriptures. By P. Doddridge, edited 
by Job Orton, 1755. 

A few verbal changes have been made. In the 
last line of the first stanza the author wrote : 

" The songs which from the Desert rise." 

In the last line of the second stanza we have, in 
the original : 

" With ardent Pangs of strong Desire." 

The third line of the third stanza originally read : 
" No Groans to mingle with the Songs." 

The Rev. Philip Doddridge was born in London 
in 1702; he was piously brought up, and well edu- 
cated, and in 1729 he became pastor of a Congrega- 
tional church in Northampton. In the same year 

he was elected head of an institution for educating 
young men for the Dissenting ministry. In 1736 
the University of Aberdeen gave him the degree 
of D.D. Dr.* Doddridge was the author of several 
valuable works, of which the best known are the 
Rise and Progress of Religion in the Soul, and The 
Family Expositor. He died in 1751. 

/9 Sabbath evening : Thy kingdom come. L.M. 

MILLIONS within thy courts have met, 
Millions this day before thee bowed; 
Their faces Zionward were set, 

Vows with their lips to thee they vowed. 

2 But thou, soul-searching God ! hast known 
The hearts of all that bent the knee ; 

And hast accepted those alone, 
Who in the spirit worshiped thee. 

3 People of many a tribe and tongue, 
Of various languages and lands, 

Have heard thy truth, thy glory sung, 
And offered prayer with holy hands. 

4 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, 
Hath failed this day some suit to gain ; 

To those in trouble thou wert nigh; 
Not one hath sought thy face in vain. 

5 Yet one prayer more ; — and be it one, 

In which both heaven and earth accord ; — 
Fulfill thy promise to thy Son : 

Let all that breathe call Jesus Lord! 


Title : Evening Song for the Sabbath Day. 

There are ten stanzas in all. This is composed of 
the first three, the eighth, and the last. The last 
line of the second stanza has been corrected. The 
writer published it in this lame fashion : 

" In spirit and truth that worshiped Thee." 

In the second line of the third stanza the author 
wrote : 

" Men of strange colors, climates, lands/' 

From A Poet's Portfolio. London, 1835. 
See No. 5. 

8 Sabbath evening rest. L. M. 

SWEET is the light of Sabbath eve, 
And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; 
For these blest hours the world I leave, 
Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 

2 The time how lovely and how still ! 
Peace shines and smiles on all below ; 

The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, 
All fair with evening's setting glow. 

3 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul 
Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love ; 

And while these sacred moments roll. 
Faith sees the smiling heaven above. 

4 Nor will our daj T s of toil be long ; 
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod ; 

And we shall join the ceaseless song, 
The endless Sabbath of our God. 


Title: T7ie Cottager's Reflections upon the Sab- 
bath Evening. From Tlie Cottage Minstrel, 1821. 

Original Lines : 

Verse one, line two : 

" And soft the sunbeam lingering there." 
Verse one, line three : 

" Those saci'ed hours this low earth leave." 
Verse two, line one : 

" This time how lovely and how still I " 



three, line four: 
" Faith sees a smiling heaven ab 

- tivc, line one: 
" Yet will our journey not be long." 

One stanza, the fourth, is omitted. 

James Edmeaton (1791-1867) was a London 
architect, and the son of an Independent minister. 
Edmeston, however, became a member of the 
Church of England. Be was the author of a hymn 

I k entitled, Tk MinstrtH. and als 

volume of Hymn* for Sunday-Schools. 

81 Delights of the Sabbath. L. M. 

SWEET is thy work, my God. my King. 
To praise thy name, give thanks, and 
To show thy love by morning light. 
And talk of all thy truth by night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest : 

Xo mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
O may my heart in tune be found. 
Like David's harp of solemn sound. 

3 When grace has purified my heart. 
Then I shall share a glorious part ; 
And fresh supplies of joy be shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desired or wished below ; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 


Title: A Psalm for the Lor,!', Day. 

This precious old hymn, which has helped multi- 
tudes to worship God', is a metrical version of the 
first part of Psalm xeii. The third, fourth, and 
sixth stanzas have been left out : 

3 '" My heart shall triumph in my Lord,' 
And bless his works, and bless his word : 
Thy works of grace how bright they shine I 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 

4 " Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die ; 
Like grass they flourish till thy breath 

Blasts them in everlasting death. 

6 " Sin, my worst enemy before. 
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; 
My inward foes shall all be slain. 
Nor Satan break my peace again." 

The lines of the first couplet of the third stanza 

of the hymn have been transposed and changed. 

Watts n rote : 

•• But 1 shall share b glorious part 
When grace hath well refined my heart." 

It is not otherwise altered. Date of publication, 

82 Hedge of gloriotu L. M. 

RETLRX, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; 
Improve the day thy God hath Lle-t : 
Another six days' work is done; 
Another Sabbath is begun. 

2 that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
A.8 grateful incense to the skies, 

And draw from Christ that sweet repose. 
Which none but he that feels it knows! 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast 

Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the Church of God remains; 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties, let the day. 
In holy comforts, pass away. 

How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend. 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 


The author's title was : On the Sabbath. 

The original has fourteen stanzas, of which these 
are verses one. ten. eleven, and thirteen. All are 
altered except the third, (eleventh.) 

Original Form. 

1 " Another six days' work is done; 
Another Sabbath is begun : 
Eeturn. my >oul, unto thy rest. 
Revere the day thy God has blest. 

2 " O that my thoughts and words may rise 
As * ;ies : 

And fetch from heaven that sweet repose 
Which none but he that feels it know-."' 

The first couplet of the last stanza read : 

4 " In holy duties thus the day 
In holy pleasures melts away." etc 

From Mit Putins. Author's works, 

vol. iv. London. 1732. 

The Rev. Joseph Stenuett. an English Baptist 
minister, was born in 1663; ordained to the pas- 
torate of a church in London in 1690, and held that 
relation until his death, in 1713. He was a man of 
ability, and much esteemed. 



83 Hailing the Sabbath'' s return. L. M. 

MY opening eyes with rapture see 
The dawn of this returning day; 
My thoughts, God, ascend to thee, 
While thus my early vows I pay. 

2 I yield my heart to thee alone, 
Nor would receive another guest : 

Eternal King, erect thy throne, 

And reign sole monarch in my breast. 

3 O bid this trifling world retire, 

And drive each carnal thought away ; 
Nor let me feel one vain desire, 

One sinful thought, through all the day. 

4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, 
My soul shall rise on joyful wing; 

The wonders of thy love declare, 

And join the strains which angels sing. 


I have not verified the reputed authorship of this 
hymn. It is found in a Boston Collection, edited 
by Rev. John Codman, A.M.. 1813, where it has 
six stanzas. These are the last four, slightly altered. 

Mr. James Hutton (1715-1795) was an English 
Moravian, and was the author of a number of 
hymns. This is not found in any of his works. 
In the collection by Codman it is ascribed to 
" Evan. Mao:." 

84 Undisturbed devotion. L. M. 

FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be 
Let my religious hours alone: 
Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see ; 

1 wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 

2 O warm my heart with holy fire, 
And kindle there a pure desire : 
Come, sacred Spirit, from above, 
And fill my soul with heavenly love. 

3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare ! 
How sweet thine entertainments are ! 
Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine ! 
In thee thy Father's glories shine ; 
Thy glorious name shall be adored, 
And every tongue confess thee Lord. 


From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 

Watts called this hymn The Enjoyment of 
Christ; or, Delight in Worship. Two stanzas, 
the third and fourth, have been omitted, and two 
others altered. 

The author wrote the second stanza : 

" My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
And kindles with a pure desire ; 
Come, my dear Jesus, from above, 
And feed my soul with heavenly love." 

I cannot think that the changes made in this 
stanza are for the better. I prefer the original. The 
last two lines of the hymn are not the author's. 
They have been substituted for his, and the stanza 
is greatly improved by the change. Watts closed 
the hymn with this awkward couplet : 

" Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one. 
That eyes have seen, or angels known." 

Omitted Verses. 

3 " The trees of life immortal stand 
In flourishing rows at thy right hand, 
And in sweet murmurs by thy side 
Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. 

4 " Haste, then, but with a smiling face, 
And spread a table of thy grace, 
Bring down a taste of truth" divine, 
And cheer my heart with sacred wine." 

8 O The Sabbath welcome. S. M. 

WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
That saw the Lord arise ; 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 
And feasts his saints to-day ; 

Here we may sit, and see him here. 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day in such a place, 
Where "thou, my God, art seen, 

Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 
In such a frame as this, 

And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 


Title : The Lord's Day; or, Delight in Ordinances. 
From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

The first two lines of the third stanza have been 
changed. Watts wrote : 

" One day amidst the place 
Where my dear God hath been." 



86 Day of light, rest, peace, prayer. B. If. 

rpiIIS is the day of light: 
_|_ Let there be light to-day: 
C) Day-spring, rise upon our night, 
And ehase its gloom away. 

2 This is the day of rest : 
Our failing strength renew ; 

On weary brain and troubled breast 
Shed thou thy freshening dew. 

3 This is the day of peace : 
Thy peace our spirits fill ; 

Bid thou the blasts of discord cease, 
The waves of strife be still. 

4 This is the day of prayer : 

Let earth to heaven draw near; 
Lift up our hearts to seek thee there ; 
Come down to meet us here. 

5 This is the first of days : 

Send forth thy quickening breath, 
And wake dead souls to love and piaise. 
O Vanquisher of death ! 


A fine new hymn, It was written in 1868, and 
first appeared in the Selection, of Hymns for us* in 
Chester Cathedral. It has not "been altered. 

The Rev. John Ellerton is an English clergyman, 
born in 1826. He is at this date (1883) Rector of 
Barnes, Surrey, Eng. 

87 The etern al Sabbath . 8. M. 

HAIL to the Sabbath day ! 
The day divinely given, 
"When men to God their homage pay. 
And earth draws near to heaven. 

2 Lord, in this sacred hour, 
Within thy courts we bend, 

And bless thy love, and own thy power, 
Our Father and our Friend. 

3 But thou art not alone 
In courts by mortals trod ; 

Nor only is the day thine own 
When man draws near to God : 

4 Thy temple is the arch 
Of yon unmeasured sky : 

Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march 
Of vast eternity. 

5 Lord, may that holier day 
Dawn on thy servants' sight; 

And purer worship may we pay 
In heaven's unclouded light. 


The author's title of this grand hymn is: Th* Sab- 
bath Deny. 

It was published in Contemplations of tht 
tow, l v "^: in Poems by S. G. Bulfinch. . 
and in Lays qf the Ooipel, 1845. In this last 
book the author added three stanzas, which are not 
given in this hymn. Some changes appear in the 
last three stanzas. In Lays of the Gospel, the clos- 
ing line of the third stanza is': 

" When crowds adore their God." 

The last line of the fourth stanza is : 
"Of grand eternity." 

The closing couplet of the hymn is: 

" And grant vs in thy courts to pray, 
Of pure ', unclouded light." 

The Rev. Stephen Greenleaf Bulfinch, D.D., was 
horn in Boston in 1809. He was graduated at 
Columbia College, Washington, in 1827, and at 
Cambridge Divinity School in 1830. He was 
ordained in 1831,' and was pastor of several 
Unitarian churches. He died suddenly in 1870. 

88 Safely through another week. 7, 6 1. 

SAFELY through another week, 
God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 

Waiting in his courts to-day: 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

'2 While we pray for pardoning grace, 
Through the dear Redeemer's name, 

Show thy reconciled face. 

Take away our sin and shame; 

From our worldly cares set free, 

May we rest this day in thee. 

3 Here we come thy name to praise ; 

May we feel thy presence near: 
May thy glory meet our eyes. 

While we in thy house appear: 
Here afford us. Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May thy gospel's joyful sound 
Conquer sinners, comfort saints: 

Make the fruits of grace abound, 
Bring relief for all complaints: 
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, 
Till we join the Church above. 


From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

The writer's title was : Saturday Frening. Sev- 
eral lines have been changed to adapt it to' Sunday 



One stanza, the second, has been omitted : 

" Mercies multiplied each hour, 
Through the week our praise demand 

Guarded by Almighty power, 
Fed and guided by his hand ; 

Though ungrateful we have been, 

Only made returns of sin." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 23. 

8 9 Gladness in the house of prayer. S. M. 

GLAD was niy heart to hear 
My old companions say, 
"Come, in the house of God appear, 
For 'tis a holy day." 

2 Thither the tribes repair, 
Where all are wont to meet; 

And, joyful in the house of prayer, 
Bend at the mercy-seat. 

3 Pray for Jerusalem, 
The city of our God ; 

Lord, send thy blessing down to them 
That love the dear abode. 

4 Within these walls may peace 
And harmony be found ; 

Zion, in all thy palaces, 
Prosperity abound ! 

5 For friends and brethren dear, 
Our prayer shall never cease : 

Oft as they meet for worship here, 
God send his people peace ! 


From Songs oj Zion, 1822. 

This is the author's version of Psalm cxxii : 

" I was glad when they said unto me, Let us cjo 
into the house of the Lord. Our feet shall stand 
within thy gates, O Jerusalem. Jerusalem is 
builded as a city that is compact together : whither 
the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord, unto the 
testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the name 
of the Lord. For there are set thrones of judgment, 
the thrones of the house of David. Pray for the 
peace of Jerusalem : they shall prosper that love 
thee. Peace be within thy walls, and prosperity 
within thy palaces. For my brethren and compan- 
ions' sakes, I will now say, Peace be within thee. 
Because of the house of the Lord our God I will 
seek thy good." 

Verses two, six, and seven are omitted. 
The author wrote in verse three, line three: 

" The Lord from Heaven be hind to them." 

For biographical sketch of Montgomery, see 
No. 5. 

9 Immortality and light. 6 

DAY of God, thou blessed day, 
At thy dawn the grave gave way 
To the power of Him within, 
Who had, sinless, bled for sin. 

2 Thine the radiance to illume 
First, for man, the dismal tomb, 
When its bars their weakness owned, 
There revealing death dethroned. 

3 Then the Sun of righteousness 
Rose, a darkened world to bless, 
Bringing up from mortal night 
Immortality and light. 

4 Day of glory, day of power, 
Sacred be thine every hour ; 
Emblem, earnest, of the rest 
That remaineth for the blest. 


A valuable hymn, cut out of a poem of nine 
stanzas, entitled The Sabbath. It is composed of 
verses four, five, six, and seven, verbatim, except 
one word. The fourth stanza, first of the hymn, 
begins : 

" Choice of God," etc. 

From the author's Poems, vol. iii. Boston, 1841. 
Vol. i was copyrighted in 1832, and vol. ii in 1835. 

Most of Miss Gould's poems have already been 
forgotten ; but this Sabbath hymn will preserve her 
memory for a long time to come. 

Miss Hannah Flagg Gould was born in Lancas- 
ter, Mass., in 1V89. In her youth her father re- 
moved to Newburyport, Mass., where she kept his 
house, and was not only a devoted daughter, but a 
constant companion up to the hour of his death. 
Miss Gould died September 5, 1865, in Newbury- 
port, Mass. 

9 1 The first of days. 7. 

ON this day, the first of days, 
God the Father's name we praise ; 
Who, creation's Lord and Spring, 
Did the world from darkness bring. 

2 On this day the Eternal Son 
Over death his triumph won; 
On this day the Spirit came 
With his gifts of living flame. 

3 O that fervent love to-day 
May in every heart have sway, 
Teaching us to praise aright 
God the source of life and light ! 


// TMN 8TUDIE8. 

4 God, the blessed Three in One, 
Dwell within my heart alone; 
Thou dost give thyself to me, 
May I give myself to thee. 


The Latin version of this hymn is found in L. 

Man's Breviary. The first line trenit 

■>tm." The translation was furnished for 

imt and Modem, 1861. Stanzas four, 

five, and six are left out : 

4 " Father, who didst fashion me 
Image oJ Thyself to be, 

Ullme withThy love divine. 
Let my every thought be Thine. 

5 " Holy Jesus, may I be 

Dead and buried here with Thee : 
And by love inflamed arise 
Unto Thee a sacrifice. 

6 " Thou who dost all gifts impart, 
Shine, Sweet Spirit, in my heart ; 
Best of gifts Thyself bestow ; 
Make me burn Thy love to know." 

Sir Henry Williams Baker, a clergyman of the 
Church of England, was born in London in 1821, 
and educated at Trinity College, Cambridge, grad- 
uating in 1S44. The* reverend baronet was one 
of the editors of Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861. 
He died in 1S77. 

92 Sabbath evening. 

SOFTLY fades the twilight ray 
Of the holy Sabbath day ; 
Gently as life's setting sun 
When the Christian's course is run. 

2 Night her solemn mantel spreads 
O'er the earth as daylight fades : 
All things tell of calm repose, 

At the holy Sabbath's close. 

3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 
'Tis the holy peace of God, 
Symbol of the peace within 
When the spirit rests from sin. 

4 Still the Spirit lingers near, 
Where the evening worshiper 
Seeks communion with the skies, 
Pressing onward to the prize. 

5 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be 
Days of joy and peace in thee. 
Till in heaven our souls repose. 
Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close 


The Rev. Samuel Francis Smith ia a Baptist 

nan, lx>rn in 1808, and now living at New- 

tfaae. Mr. Smith was one of the editors of 

ftalmiet, a Baptist hymn book published at 

: in ls43. This beautiful little poem, and 

seven] other hymns, were contributed to that 

excellent collection. It is unaltered and entire. 

Dr. Smith died November 10, 1895. 

93 Abide >rith me. 10. 

ABIDE with me ! Fast falls the eventide, 
The darkness deepens — Lord, with me 
abide ! 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 

'2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay in all around I see: 

thou, who changest not, abide with me! 

3 I need thy presence every passing hour ; 
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's 

power \ 
Who. like thyself, my guide and stav can 

be \ 
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide 

with me! 

■1 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy 

1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 

5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing 
eyes ; 

Shine through the gloom and point me to 

the skies; 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain 

shadow's flee; 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 


See No. "27. From the author's Spirit of the 
Psalms, 1834. 
The basis of this prayer-song is Luke xxiv, 29 : 

■• Abide with us ; for it is toward evening, and the 
day is far spent.'' 

The author was in delicate health and not expect- 
ing to live ; yet anxious to be of use and to be re- 
red. ' In a poem, entitled Inclining Days, he 
"Tiered this petition : 

•• Thou, whose touch can lend 

Lite to the dead. Thy quickening grace supply ; 
And grant me, swan-like, mv last^breath to spend 

In song that may not die.'' 



That prayer was answered. In the fall of 1847, 
as he was about to takea journey in search of health, 
lie preached a good-bye discourse to his people, and 
administered the sacrament of the Lord's Supper. 
The same night he presented to a friend this hymn, 
and the music he had adapted to it. It proved to 
be, indeed, his " swan-song," and has become a 
general favorite. Verses three, four, and live of 
the original are omitted; those given are unal- 

94 Parting hymn of praise, 10. 

SAVIOUR, again to thy dear name we 
With one accord, our parting hymn of praise ; 
We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy word of 

2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward 

way ; 
With thee began, with thee shall end the 

Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts 

from shame, 
That in this house have called upon thy name. 

3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the 

coming night, 
Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; 
From harm and danger keep thy children 

For dark and light are both alike to thee. 

4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly 

Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict 

Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. 


Written originally for a festival of parochial choirs, 
at Nantwich, England, 1866. This is a verbatim 
copy of the hymn, as revised and abridged by the 
author for the Appendix to Hymns Ancient and 
Modern 1868. 

For sketch of author, see No. 86. 


Renewed consecration. 

C. M. 

ONCE more, my soul, the rising day 
Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
To Him that rules the skies. 

2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound, 
Wide as the heavens on which he sits, 

To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 
My tongue shall speak his praise; 

My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
But yet his wrath delays. 

4 Great God, let all my hours be thine, 
Whilst I enjoy the light ; 

Then shall my sun in smiles decline. 
And bring a peaceful night. 


A Morning Song. From Hymns and Spiritual 
Songs, book ii, 1707. A few verbal changes have 
been made. In the first stanza Watts wrote : 

" To Him that rolls the skies." 

Only two letters are altered, yet the sense is 
greatly modified. In the last stanza the author 
wrote: "ZtearGod," and "pleasant night." Two 
stanzas, the fourth and fifth of the original, are left 

out : 

" On a poor worm thy power might tread, 

And 1 could ne'er withstand. 
Thy justice might have crushed me dead, 

But mercy held thine hand. 

" A thousand wretched souls are fled, 

Since the last setting sun, 
And yet thou length'nest out my thread, 

And yet my moments run." 

9d Morning supplications. CM. 

AWAKE, my soul, to meet the day; 
Unfold thy drowsy eyes, 
And burst the heavy chain that binds 
Thine active faculties. 

2 God's guardian shield was round me 

In my defenseless sleep : 
Let Mm have all my waking hours 
Who doth my slumbers keep. 

3 Pardon, O God, my former sloth, 
And arm my soul with grace, 

As, rising, now I seal my vows 
To prosecute thy ways. 

4 Bright Sun of righteousness, arise; 
Thy radiant beams display ; 

And guide my dark, bewildered soul 
To everlasting day. 


Title : A Morniny Hymn to be tised at Awakening 
and Rising. It is said that Dr. Doddridge rose 
every morning at five o'clock, and sung this hymn 
as an act of devotion. 



From Ilijn) ns Founded on Various Text* in t/u 
Holy Scriptures, London, 1755. The third line of 
the first stanza, the author wrote: 

"And burst the ponderous Chain that loads." 

Stanzas three, four, and five of the original are 
omitted : 

3 [" The Work of each immortal Soul- 
Attentive Care demands ; 

Think, then, what painful Labors wait 
The faithful Pastor's Hands.] 

4 " Mv moments fly with wing'ed Pace, 
And swift my Hours are hurl'd ; 

And Death, with rapid March, comes on, 
T' unveil th' eternal World. 

5 " I for this Hour must give Account, 
Before God's awful Throne : 

Let not this Hour neglected pass, 
As Thousands more have done." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 78. 

jj / Angelic guardianship. C. M. 

ALL praise to Him who dwells in bliss. 
Who made both day and night ; 
Whose throne is in the vast abyss 
Of uncreated light. 

2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes, 
With strictest search survey ; 

The deepest shades no more disguise, 
Thau the full blaze of day. 

3 AYhom thou dost guard, O King of kings, 
No evil shall molest : 

Under the shadow of thy wings 
Shall they securely rest. 

4 Thy angels shall around their beds 
Their constant stations keep : 

Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads, 
For thou dost never sleep. 

5 May we with calm and sweet repose, 
And heavenly thoughts refreshed, 

Our eyelids with the morn unclose, 
And bless thee, ever blest. 


An Evening Hymn. From A Collection of 
Psalms and Hymns, published bv John Wesley, 
M.A. London, 1741. 

The third line of the first stanza originally read : 

" Whose throne is darkness in the abyss." 

The last line of the hymn was : 

" And bless tht Ecir-bless'd" 

There is some doabt as to the authorship ofthia 
hymn, whether it !>e Charles Wesley's, John Wes- 
ley's, or that of some unknown writer. 

€7 O Preparation for public worship. C. AL 

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
liy voice ascending high: 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
To plead for all his saints. 

Presenting, at the Father's throne, 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 
The wicked shall not stand; 

Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 Now to thy house will I resort, 
To taste thy mercies there ; 

I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 

5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
In ways of righteousness; 

Make every path of duty straight, 
And plain before my face. 


Title : For the Lord'* T><iy Morning. It is 
Watts' s version of Psalm v, 3-8 : 

••My voice shalt thou hear in the momincr, O 
Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto 
thee, and will look up. For thou art not a God that 
hath pleasure in wickedness: neither shall evil 
dwell with. thee. The foolish shall not stand in thy 
sight: thou hatest all workers of iniquity. Thou 
shalt destroy them that speak leasing: the Lord 
will abhor the bloody and deceitful man. But as 
for me, I will come into thy house in the multitude 
of thy mercy : and in thy tear will I worship to- 
ward' thy holy temple. Lead me, Lord, in thy 
righteousness because of mine enemies ; make thy 
\\a\ straight before my lace.'' 

From The Psalms of David, Imitated in the Lan- 
guage of tht New Testament^ 171!'. It is unaltered. 


Warmest thanks. C. M. 

NOW from the altar of our hearts, 
Let warmest thanks arise : 
Assist us, Lord, to offer up 
Our evening sacrifice. 

2 This day God was our sun and shield, 

Our keeper and our guide; 
His care was on our weakness shown, 

His mercies multiplied. 



3 Minutes and mercies multiplied, 
Have made up all this day ; 

Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
More swift and free than they. 

4 New time, new favors, and new joys, 
Do a new song require : 

Till we shall praise thee as we would, 
Accept our hearts' desire. 


A Song of Praise for the Evening. Verses one 
and two are taken from the first two stanzas of the 
original, with slight changes : 

1 " Now from the Altar of my Heart, 
Let Incense- Flames arise ; 

Assist me, Lord, to offer up 

Mine Evening Sacrifice. 
Awake, my Love; Awake, my Joy; 

Awake my Heart and Tongue : 
Sleep not : when Mercies loudly call, 

Break forth into a Song. 

2 " Man's Life's a Book of History, 
The Leaves thereof are Days, 

The Letters Mercies closely join'd, 

The Title is thy Praise. 
This Day God was my Sun and Shield, 

My Keeper and my Guide, 
His care was on my Frailty shewn, 

His Mercies Multiply'd." 

The closing lines are as follows : 

"Lord of ray Time, whose Hand hath set 

New Time upon my Score ; 
Then shall 1 praise for all my Time, 

When Time shall be no more." 

The Rev. John Mason, M.A., was an earnest, 
pious clergyman of the seventeenth century ; and 
was educated at Cambridge. From 1074 to 1694 he 
was rector of Water-Stratford, in Buckingham- 
shire. His Spiritual Songs ; or, Songs of Praise to 
Almighty God, were first published anonymously 
in 1683, and passed through many editions. It is 
evident to the hymuologist that Watts and Wesley 
were both familiar with these hymns and appre- 
ciated them. 

He died in 1694. His last words were: "lam 
full of the loving-kindness of the Lord." 

100 Grateful praise. C. M. 

LORD of my life, O may thy praise 
Employ my noblest powers, 
Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 
And fills the circling hours. 

2 While many spent the night in sighs, 
And restless pains and woes, 

In gentle sleep I closed my eyes, 
And undisturbed repose. 

3 O let the same almighty care 

My waking hours attend; 
From every danger, every snare, 

My heedless steps defend. 


A Morning Hymn. The original has six stanzas. 
These are verses one, three, and five, verbatim. 
Omitted stanzas : 

2 "Preserv'd by the almighty arm, 

I pass'd the shades of night, 
Serene, and safe from every harm, 

And see returning light. 

4 " When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread, 

And I unconscious lay, 
Thy watchful care was round my bed, 

To guard my feeble clay. 

6 " Smile on my minutes as they roll, 

And guide my future days ; 
And let thy goodness fill my soul, 

With gratitude and praise." 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional. By 
Theodosia. London, 1760. See No. 63. 

101 The Christian home. CM. 

HAPPY the home when God is there, 
And love fills every breast ; 
When one their wish, and one their prayer, 
And one their heavenly rest. 

2 Happy the home where Jesus' name 
Is sweet to every ear ; 

Where children early lisp his fame, 
And parents hold him dear. 

3 Happy the home where prayer is heard, 
And praise is wont to rise ; 

Where parents love the sacred word, 
And live but for the skies. 

4 Lord, let us in our homes agree, 
This blessed peace to gain ; 

Unite our hearts in love to thee, 
And love to all will reign. 


Original title : TJie Happy Home. 

This hymn is attributed to Mrs. W., in A Selec- 
tion of Hymns and Poetry for the Use of Infant 
and Juvenile Schools and Families. London. 
Fourth edition, 1849 ; first edition, 1838. 

Only one word has been changed. Verse one, 
line three is: 

" Where one their wish," etc. 

It is doubtful whether it will ever be discovered 
who " Mrs. W." was. 


nr.vx studies. 

102 Abidt wit) L. M. 

SIX of my soul, thou Saviour dear, 
It is nor night it" thou be near: 
O may no earthborn cloud arise 
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
Forever on my Saviour's breast. 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without thee I cannot live; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare not die. 

4 If some poor wandering child of thine 
Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine. 
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 

5 Watch by the sick : enrich the poor 
With blessing from thy boundless store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 

6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take ; 
Till in the ocean of thy love, 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 


From The Christian Year, 1827. Part of a poem 
of fourteen stanzas, entitled Evening. This hymn 
is made up of the third, seventh, eighth, and last 
three verses, unaltered. 

Text: "Abide with us; for it is toward evening, 
and the day is far spent.*' Luke xxiv. 29. 

The Rev. John Keble, born in 1792. was a hum- 
ble clergyman of the Church of England. He 
spent portions of several years in composing the 
beautiful lyrical poems that were first published in 
1827, under the above title. The Christian Y 
i>, without any doubt, the most popular volume of 
religious poetry issued in the nineteenth century. 
Ninety-six editions were published before the death 
of the author in 1S66. 

1 03 Morning 'oily discipline. L. M. 

NEW every morning i a the love 
Our wakening and uprising prove ; 
Through sleep and darkness safely brought. 
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 

2 New mercies, each returning day. 
Hover around us while we pray ; 
New perils past, new sins forgiven. 

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

3 It on our daily course our mind - 
Be -< t to hallow all we rind, 

New treasures still of countless price 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

4 The trivial round, the common task. 
Will furnish all we ought to ask, — 
Room to deny ourselves, a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

5 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love 
Fit us for perfect rest above; 
And help us this, and every day, 
To live more nearly as we pray. 


Part of the first poem in The Christian 1 
1827. Title: Morning. 

Tt is composed of verses six, seven, eight, four- 
teen, and sixteen, verbatim. 

Text : "His compassions fail not. They are Dew 
every morning." Lam. iii, 22, 23. 

104 Morning and evening mercies. L. M. 

MY God, how endless is thy love! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above, 

Gently distill like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 

Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command ; 
To thee I consecrate my days: 

Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 


A Song for Morning and Evening, from By inn* 
and Spiritual Songs, book i, 1707. 

The Scripture text of the first stanza is the same 
as that of hymn No. 103 ; that of the second stanza 
is Isaiah xlv, 7 : 

"I form the light and create darkness." 
It is unaltered and entire. 

L. M. 

1 O Evening hym n . 

GLORY to thee, my God, this night, 
For all the blessings of the light: 

Keep me, O keep me. King of kings, 
Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 



2 Forgive me. Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ill which I this day have done; 
That with the world, myself, and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 

Rise glorious at the judgment-day. 

4 O let my soul on thee repose, 

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; 
Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, 
To serve my God, when I awake. 

5 Lord, let my soul forever share 
The bliss of thy paternal care : 

'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 
To see thy face, and sing thy love. 


This is a part of Bishop Ken's famous Evening 
Hymn; the original, including the doxology, con- 
tained twelve stanzas. Several lines have been 
altered : 

Verse one, line four : 

" Under Thy own Almighty Wings." 

Verse three, line four : 

" Triumphing rise at the last day." 

Verse four, line one : 

" may my soul on Thee repose." 

Verse four, line two : 

"And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close." 

Verse four, line three : 

" Sleep that may me more vigorous make." 

From the author's Manual of Prayers for the Use 
of the Scholars of Winchester College, edition of 
1700. A few of the above changes were made by 
Bishop Ken himself for the edition of 1709. 

The last verse of the hymn was not written by 
Ken, but was added by some editor, who attempted 
to sum up the poem in a single stanza, and suc- 
ceeded as well as could be expected. 

Thomas Ken was born in 1637 ; was educated at 
Oxford, and ordained about 1666. In 1684 he was 
appointed chaplain to Charles II. and Bishop of 
Bath and Wells in tbe same year. It is said that 
the Bishop was faithful to the king, and that the 
"merry monarch" had good sense enough to re- 
spect and appreciate a chaplain who dared to tell 
him his faults. He died in 1710. 

Three of this writer's hymns. Morning, Evening, 
and Midnight, were first published in 1697 in an 
Appendix to the author's Manual of Prayers for the 
Winchester Scholars. The familiar and grand long 
meter doxology first appeared at the close of each 
of these hymns. 

106 Morning hymn. L. M. 

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who all night long unwearied sing 
High praises to the eternal King. 

3 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept, 
And hath refreshed me while I slept : 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless life partake. 

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew : 
Disperse my sins as morning dew. 

Guard my first springs of thought and will. 
And with thyself my spirit fill. 

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
All I design, or do, or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 


A fine lyric made up of verses one, five, nine, 
twelve, and thirteen of Bishop Ken's Morning 
Hymn. The original has fourteen stanzas, including 
the doxology. This is slightly altered from the 
edition of 1700, but it agrees with the edition of 1709. 

107 Morning prayer. L. M. 

OW doth the sun ascend the sky, 


And wake creation with its ray; 
Keep us from sin, O Lord most high, 
Through all the actions of the day. 

2 Curb thou for us the unruly tongue ; 
Teach us the way of peace to prize ; 

And close our eyes against the throng 
Of earth's absorbing vanities, 

3 O may our hearts be pure within ; 
No cherished madness vex the soul: 

May abstinence the flesh restrain 
And its rebellious pride control. 

4 So when the evening stars appear, 
And in their train the darkness bring, 

May we, O Lord, with conscience clear, 
Our praise to thy pure glory sing. 


The translation is found in Caswall's Hymns and 
Poems, Original and Translated. London. Sec- 
ond edition, 1873, and in Lyra Catholica, 1848. 



Saint Ambrose was born about •".t , », and died in 
3!»7. In 374 he was unexpectedly chosen Bishop of 

.Nli Ian by a unanimous vote of the people ; although 
lie was only a layman and onbaptbsed. He accepted 
the position and served in it with zeal and dignity. 
The Rev. Edward CaswaJJ was born in England 
in 1S14 ; educated at Brazenose College, Oxford ; 
ordained in the Established Church in 1839 ; and 
in 1847 beeaine a Romanist, He died in 1878. 

103 Evening meditations. L. M. 

fTlHUS far the Lord hath led me on, 

J_ Thus far his power prolongs my days ; 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 

But he forgives my follies past, 

And gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep ; 
Peace is the pillow for my head ; 

While well-appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, 
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 

And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 


Title: An, Evening Hymn, from Hymns and 
Spiritual So?ig$, book i, 1707. Unaltered. 
Two stanzas, the fourth and fifth, are left out: 

4 " In vain the sons of earth and hell 
Tell me a thousand frightful things ; 

My God in safety makes me dwell 
Beneath the shadow of his wings. 

5 " Faith in his name forbids my fear, 
may thy presence ne'er depart ! 

And in the morning make me hear 
The love and kindness of thy heart." 

1 9 Evening prayer. L. M. 

AGAIN as evening's shadow falls, 
We gather in these hallowed walls : 
And vesper hymn and vesper prayer 
Rise mingling on the holy air. 

2 May struggling hearts that seek release 
Here find the rest of God's own peace ; 
And, strengthened here by hymn and prayer, 
Lav down the burdens and the care. 

3 O God, our light ! to thee we bow ; 
Within all shadows standest thou ; 
Give deeper calm than night can bring ; 
Give sweeter songs than lips can sing. 

4 Life's tumult we must meet again, 
We cannot at the shrine remain; 
But in the spirit's secret cell 
May hymn and prayer forever dwell. 


Title : Vesper Hy?nn, unaltered and entire. 

Written for the author's Vespers, published in 
1859. It is a beautiful hymn. " Spirit's," in the 
last stanza should begin with a small letter. It 
means, of course, the soul of the worshiper. 

The Rev. Samuel Longfellow is a Unitarian min- 
ister, and brother of the poet, Henrv W. Longfel- 
low. He was born in 1819, Mas graduated at Har- 
vard in the class of 1839. He died in Portland, 
Me., October 3, 1892. In connection with the Rev. 
Samuel Johnson, he edited A Boole of Hymns, 
1846, and Hymns of the Spirit, 1864. To both of 
these he made valuable original contributions. 

110 The soul's Advocate. L. M. 61. 

WHEN, streaming from the eastern skies, 
The morning light salutes mine eyes, 
O Sun of righteousness divine ! 
On me with beams of mercy shine ; 
O chase the clouds of guilt away, 
And turn my darkness into day. 

2 And when to heaven's all-glorious King, 
My morning sacrifice I bring, 

And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, 
Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; 
Then, Jesus, cleanse me with thy blood, 
And be my Advocate with God. 

3 When each day's scenes and labors close, 
xVnd wearied nature seeks repose, 

W r ith pardoning mercy richly blest, 
Guard me, my Saviour, whiie I rest; 
And, as each morning sun shall rise, 
O lead me onward to the skies. 

4 And at my life's last setting sun, 
My conflicts o'er, my labors done, 
Jesus, thy heavenly radiance shed, 
To cheer and bless my dying bed ; 
And, from death's gloom my spirit raise, 
To see thy face, and sing thy praise. 


The original poem of eight stanzas^ entitled Daily 
Duties, first appeared in "the Christian Observer in 
1813. This hymn is composed of the first two and 
last two stanzas of the poem. One line, the first in 
the second verse, has been changed ; the author 
wrote It: 

" When to ntaven's great and glorious King." 

William Shrubsole, Jr., was born in Sheerness, 
England, in 1759. He was a business man, and for 
many years a clerk and secretary in the Bank ui 



England. He was also deeply interested in philan- 
thropic movements, and wrote both in prost; and 
verse for the publications of the Keligious Tract 
Society. He died in 1829. 

Ill The Day-star. S. M. 

WE lift our hearts to thee, 
O Day-star from on high ! 
The sun itself is but thy shade, 
Yet cheers both earth and sky. 

2 O let thy rising beams 

The night of sin disperse, — 
The mists of error and of vice 
Which shade the universe. 

3 How beauteous nature now ! 
How dark and sad before ! 

With joy we view the pleasing change, 
And nature's God adore. 

4 O may no gloomy crime 
Pollute the rising day ; 

Or Jesus' blood, like evening dew, 
Wash all the stains away. 

5 May we this life improve, 
To mourn for errors past ; 

And live this short, revolving day 
As if it were our last. 


Title : A Morning Hymn, from A Collection of 
Psalms and Hymns, published by John Wesley, 
1741. This is one of the few original hymns ascribed 
to John Wesley. One reason why it is thought to be 
his, rather than Charles Wesley's, is that it is only 
half-rhymed. Not a single known stanza of Charles 
Wesley has that peculiarity. The sublime thought 
expressed in the third line of the first stanza is bor- 
rowed from Plato : " Lumen est umbra DeV Dox- 
ology No. 4 was appended to this hymn. The orig- 
inal has '•''orient " instead of "rising " in the sec- 
ond stanza. There is some doubt about the author- 
ship of this hymn. 

The name of John Wesley is known and hon- 
ored throughout the world. He was born in the rec- 
tory of Epworth, in 1703, and was piously instructed 
by his parents, in 1714 he was placed at the Char- 
ter-house School, where he was a diligent and suc- 
cessful student. In 1720, when seventeen years 
old, he was removed to Christ Church, Oxford. 
Here he became an accomplished classical scholar. 
In 1725 he was ordained deacon, and in the follow- 
ing year was elected to a Fellowship in Lincol n Col- 
lege. He received the degree of Master of Arts in 
1727, and in 1728 was ordained a priest in the 
Church of England. In 1729 a few students at Ox- 
ford banded together to attend the sacrament reg- 
ularly every week, and to observe the method of 
study prescribed by the university. This conduct 
brought upon them the sneers of their fellow-stu- 
dents, ana the honorable name of " Methodists." 

The band was organized by Charles Wesley, in the 
absence of his brother ; but, when John Wesley 
returned, he became its acknowledged leader, and 
its membership soon increased. In 1735 John 
Wesley and his brother Charles came to Georgia, 
as ministers to the colonists, and missionaries to the 
natives ; but, after nearly two years of unsatisfac- 
tory labor, returned to England. At this time 
Wesley knew not the power of experimental relig- 
ion. He said : " I went to America to convert the 
Indians ; but, ! who shall convert me \ Who is 
he that will deliver me from this evil heart of un- 
belief? " He dated his spiritual life from May 24, 
1738. Eor a long time he had been seeking rest of 
soul, and had been instructed in the way of faith 
by pious Moravians. On the evening of this day 
h'e attended a meeting in London, where one was 
reading Luther's preface to the Epistle to the Eo- 
mans. " About a quarter before nine, while he was 
describing the change which God works in the heart 
through faith in Christ, I felt my heart strangely 
warmed ; I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone, 
for salvation ; and an assurance was given me that 
he had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved 
me from the law of sin and death." 

From this time, for fifty-three years, until his tri- 
umphant death, in 1791, he was a tireless laborer in 
the Master's vineyard. He was the first man who 
had the holy audacity to say, " The world is 
my parish." He was an apostle extraordinary — 
raised up of God to head the reformation of the 
eighteenth century, as was Martin Luther that of 
the sixteenth. 

112 Devout gratitude. S. M. 

SEE how the morning sun 
Pursues his shining way; 
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
With every brightening ray. 

2 Thus would my rising soul 
Its heavenly Parent sing, 

And to its great Original 
The humble tribute bring. 

3 Serene I laid me down, 
Beneath his guardian care ; 

I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind Preserver near. 

4 My life I would anew 
Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 

And in thy service I would spend 
A long eternity. 


Title : A Morning Hymn. 
The original has nine verses. These are the se( 
ond, third, fourth, and last. 
The first stanza is as follows : 

" Awake, my drowsy Soul ; 

These airy Visions chase ; 
Awake my Active Pow'rs renew'd, 

To run the Heav'nly Race." 



The author wrote, verse one, line one : 

" See how the Mounting Sun." 

And the first part of verse four : 

" Thus, then, my Life anew, 
Lord, 1 Devote to Thee." 

From the author's manuscript volume of Poems. 
The < late of the preface is 1740. 
It was dedicated as follows : 

" To My much Eever'd, much Lov'd Father." 
For biographical sketch of author, see No. 73. 

S. M. 

113 Evening meditation. 

THE day is past and gone, 
The evening shades appear ; 
O may we all remember well 
The night of death draws near. 

2 We lay our garments by, 
Upon our beds to rest ; 

So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what we've here possessed. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
Secure from all our fears ; 

May angels guard us while we sleep, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when we early rise, 
And view the unwearied sun, 

May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when our days are past, 
And we from time remove, 

O may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 


Title : Evening Hymn. Published in 1792. 

This is a favorite with many people. It is found, 
with about twenty other compositions, ill The Writ- 
ings of the Late Elder John Leland. Including 
Some events in his life, written by himself '. W:th 
additional sketches by Miss L. F. Greene. TVew 
York, 1845. Two words are altered. Verse three, 
line one, has "all" instead of "safe," and verse 
four, line one, "if" instead of " when." 

John Leland was born in Massachusetts in 1754, 
and lived until 1841. In youth he was vain and 
wicked, but when about eighteen years old he be- 
came a Christian. He labored in the ministry in 
Virginia and in Massachusetts. Leland was the 
Lorenzo Dow of the Baptist denomination. 

114 Protection invoked. C. M. 

IN mercy. Lord, remember me, 
Through all the hours of night, 
And grant to me most graciously 
The safeguard of thy might. 

2 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes, 
Since thou wilt not remove ; 

O in the morning Let me rise 
Rejoicing in thy love. 

3 Or if this night should prove my last, 
And end my transient days, 

Lord, take me to thy promised rest, 
Where I may sing thy praise. 


This is a translation from the German of the au- 
thor, and is found in Psalmodia Germanica ; or, 
The German Psalmody Translated from the High 
German. London, 1760. The translation contains 
ten stanzas ; this hymn is composed of verses three, 
seven, and nine, somewhat altered. The translator 
was John Christian Jacobi. 

John Fred. Herzog was born in 1647 : studied 
law at Wittemberg, and practiced in Dresden, 
where he died in 1699. The hymn was originally 
written about 1670. 

115 Memories of the dead. 8, 7. 

SILENTLY the shades of evening 
Gather round my lowly door ; 
Silently they bring before me 
Faces I shall see no more. 

2 O the lost, the unforgotten, 
Though the world be oft forgot! 

O the shrouded and the lonely, 
In our hearts they perish not ! 

S Living in the silent hours, 
Where our spirits only blend, 

They, unlinked with earthly trouble, 
We, still hoping for its end. 

4 How such holy memories cluster. 
Like the stars when storms are past, 

Pointing up to that fair heaven 
We may hope to gain at last. 

c. c. cox. 

Written and published in Woodworth Musical 
Cabinet, 1847. It soon found its way into hymn 
collections, and has been widely used/ 

Christopher Christian Cox, son of Luther J. Cox, 
a Methodist preacher, was born in Baltimore in 
1816 ; was graduated at Yale College in 1835, and 
at a Medical School in his native city in 1838. In 
1861 he was appointed brigade surgeon in theU. S. 
Army. Died 1882. 


Trust in God's care. 


SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, 
Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come confessing; 
Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 



2 Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrows past us fly, 

Angel guards from thee surround us: 
Wc are safe, 

f thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 

Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watchest where thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
And our couch become our tomb, 

May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light and deathless bloom. 


Published without title in Sacred Lyrics, by 
James Edmeston. London, 1820. It has not been 
changed. For sketch of author, see No. 80. 

1 1 / Communion with God. 7. 

SOFTLY now the light of day 
Fades upon our sight away ; 
Free from care, from labor free, 
Lord, we would commune with thee. 

2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye 
Naught escapes, without, within, 

Pardon each infirmity, 

Open fault, and secret sin. 

3 Soon from us the light of day 
Shall forever pass away; 

Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. 


Author's title : 

from Songsby the Way, 

Text: "Let my prayer be set forth before thee 
as incense ; and the lifting up of my hands as the 
evening sacrifice." Psa. cxli, 2. 

The writer used the first person singular in stan- 
zas one and three. The hymn has been improved 
by omitting the last verse. We give it, because it 
completes the hymn as published by the author: 

" Thou, who, sinless, yet hast known 

All of' man's infirmity ; 
Then, from Thine eternal throne, 

Jesus, look with pitying eye." 

George Washington Doane was born in Trenton, 
N. J., m 1799 ; was graduated at Union College in 
1818; then studied theology, and was ordained in 
1821. In 1828 he was elected rector of Trinity 

Church, Boston. In 1832 he was consecrated 
Bishop of the diocese of New Jersey. He died 
in 1859. 

118 The Apostles' Creed. 8, 7, 7. 

WE all believe in one true God, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Strong Deliverer in our need, 

Praised by all the heavenly host, 
By whose mighty power alone 
All is made, and wrought, and done. 

2 And we believe in Jesus Christ, 
Son of man and Son of God ; 

Who, to raise us up to heaven, 

Left his throne and bore our load ; 
By whose cross and death are we 
Rescued from our misery. 

3 And we confess the Holy Ghost, 
Who from both forever flows ; 

Who upholds and comforts us 

In the midst of fears and woes. 
Blest and holy Trinity, 
Praise shall aye be brought to thee ! 


This translation is from The Chorale-Book for 
England. London, 1863. It is unaltered and en- 

The Rev. Tobiah Clausnitzer lived from 1619 to 
1684; and was educated at Leipsic. From 1644 to 
the close of the " Thirty Years' War" he was a 
chaplain to the Swedish forces. Only three hymns 
written by him are extant. 

119 Divine condescension. L. P. M. 

OGOD, of good the unfathomed sea ! 
Who would not give his heart to thee? 
Who would not love thee with his might? 
O Jesus, lover of mankind, 
Who would not his whole soul and mind, 
With all his strength, to thee unite? 


2 Thou shin'st with everlasting 
Before the insufferable blaze 

Angels with both wings veil their eyes ; 
Yet free as air thy bounty streams ; 
On all thy works thy mercy's beams, 

Diffusive as thy sun's, arise. 

3 Astonished at thy frowning brow, 
Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow 

Terrible majesty is thine ! 
Who then can that vast love express 
Which bows thee down to me, — who less 

Than nothing am, till thou art mine 1 



1 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, 
In number, weight, and measure, still 

Thou sweetly orderest all that is; 
And yet thou deign'st to come to me, 
And guide my steps, that I, with thee 

Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 


Title : God's Love to Mankind. 

This is the first half of the translation, from 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739, and is not altered. 

Johann Angelus Scheffler was bora of Protestant 
parents, in Breslau, Germany, in 1624. While yet 
a young man, lie was greatly interested in the 
writings of Jacob Bohme, and at length he became a 
Mystic. In 1653 he entered the Roman Catholic 
Church. In 1661 he was consecrated a priest, and 
ever afterward was a bigoted champion of Roman- 
ism. His fame rests chiefly upon his hymns, which 
were first published in 1657. He died in 1677. 

C. M. 

120 Te Deum laudamus. 

OGOD, we praise thee, and confess 
That thou the only Lord 
And everlasting Father art, 
By all the earth adored. 

2 To thee all angels cry aloud; 
To thee the powers on high, 

Both cherubim and seraphim, 
Continually do cry. 

3 "O holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Whom heavenly hosts obey, 

The world is with the glory filled 
Of thy majestic sway." 

4 The apostles' glorious company, 
And prophets crowned with light, 

With all the martyrs' noble host, 
Thy constant praise recite. 

5 The holy Church throughout the world, 
O Lord, confesses thee, 

That thou eternal Father art, 
Of boundless majesty. 


The first part of an old and excellent metrical 
version of the Te Deum. It is frequently ascribed 
to Patrick, but its authorship is really unknown. 
It is found in the Supplement to The New Version 
of the Psalms, 1703. 

Nahum Tate was born at Dublin in 1(552, and 
was educated at the University of his native city ; 
he was made Poet Laureate in 1690, and held that 
office to the time of his death in 1715. He is best 
known as the author of a Neio Version of the 
Psalms, which he executed jointly with the Rev. 
Nicholas Brady, D.D., 1696. 

121 One God in Three Persons. C. M. 

HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God in Persons Three; 
Of thee we make our joyful boast, 
And homage pay to thee. 

2 Present alike in every place, 
Thy Godhead we adore : 

Beyond the bounds of time and space 
Thou dwellest evermore, 

3 In wisdom infinite thou art, 
Thine eye doth all things see ; 

And every thought of every heart 
Is fully known to thee. 

4 Thou lov'st what'er thy hands have 

Thy goodness w r e rehearse, 
In shining characters displayed 
Throughout the universe. 

5 Wherefore let every creature give 
To thee the praise designed; 

But chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, 
The hearts, of all mankind. 


Title: Of God. 

The first piece in ffi/mns for Children. Bristol, 
1763. Three stanzas, the second, fifth, and seventh 
of the original, are omitted : 

2 " Thou neither canst be felt, or seen ; 

Thou art a Spirit pure, 
Who from Eternity hast been, 

And always shalt endure. 

5 " What'er Thou wilt, in earth below 

Thou dost, in heaven above ; 
But chiefly we rejoice to know 

The Almighty God is Love. 

7 " Mercy and love and endless grace 
O'er all Thy works doth reign ; 

But mostly Thou delight'st to bless 
Thy favorite creature man." 

The author wrote "early" boast, instead of 
"joyful," in the first verse; and "our" universe, 
instead of lt the," in the fourth verse. 

122 c. m. 

All Tliy ivorks shall praise thee. Psa. cxlv, 10. 

THERE seems a voice in every gale, 
A tongue in every flower, 
Which tells, O Lord, the wondrons talc 

Of thy almighty power ; 
The birds, that rise on quivering wing. 

Proclaim their Maker's praise, 
And all the mingling sounds of spring 
To thee an anthem raise. 



2 Shall I be mute, great God, alone 

'Midst nature's loud acclaim? 
Shall not my heart, with answering tone, 

Breathe forth thy holy name? 
All nature's debt is small to mine ; 

Nature shall cease to be ; 
Thou gavest — proof of love divine — 

Immortal life to me. 


This hymn has been altered from one of long 
meter. The change was probably made by Dr. 
James Floy, one of the editors of the hymn book, 
1849 edition. 

1 have not been able to find the author's text. 
Hymns for Divine Worship, compiled for the use 
of the Methodist New Connection, London, IStiS, 
gives six four-lined stanzas, long meter. 

Mrs. Amelia Opie was a daughter of James Al- 
derson, M.D., and was born in Norwich, England, 
in 1769. She very early showed a taste for writ- 
ing, and contributed articles to some of the period- 
icals of the day. In 1798 she married John Opie, 
a portrait painter, of London. In 1807 Mr. Opie 
died, and she returned to Norwich. She wrote 
many popular tales, and published a volume of 
poems in 1802, which went through several edi- 
tions. Mrs. Opie was brought up a Unitarian, but 
in 1825 united herself with the Society of Friends. 
She died in 1853. 

123 Omniscience. L. M. 

LORD, all T am is known to thee; 
In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence, or to flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
My rising and my rest, 

My public walks, my private ways, 
The secrets of my breast. 

3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
Before they're formed within ; 

And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
Thou know'st the sense I mean. 

4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high, 
Where can a creature hide? 

Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Beset on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
And like a bulwark prove, 

To guard my soul from every ill, 
Secured by sovereign love. 


Title : God is every-where. 

Part of Watts's version of Psalm cxxxix. First 
published in 1719 : 

" O Lord, thou hast searched me, and known 

me. Thou knowestmy down-sitting and mine up- 
rising ; thou understandest my thought afar off. 
Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and 
art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not 
a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou know- 
est it altogether. Thou hast set me behind and be- 
fore, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowl- 
edge is too wonderful for me ; it is high, I cannot 
attain unto it." 

124 The Author of every perfect gift. CM. 

FATHER, to thee my soul I lift ; 
My soul on thee depends ; 
Convinced that every perfect gift 
From thee alone descends. 

2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 
And power and wisdom too : 

Without the Spirit of thy Son, 
We nothing good can do. 

3 We cannot speak one useful word. 
One holy thought conceive, 

Unless, in answer to our Lord, 
Thyself the blessing give. 

4 His blood demands the purchased grace : 
His blood's availing plea 

Obtained the help for all our race, 
And sends it down to me. 

5 From thee, through Jesus, we receive 
The power on thee to call, 

In whom we are, and move, and live ; 
Our God is all in all. 


From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 
Text : " It is God which worketh in you both ta 
will and to do." Phil, ii, 13. 

Four lines, before the last stanza, are omitted : 

" Thou all our works in us hath wrought, 

Our good is all Divine, 
The praise of every virtuous thought, 

Or righteous work, is Thine." 

It is not altered. 

125 My Father. CM 

OGOD, thy power is wonderful, 
Thy glory passing bright ; 
Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep, 
A, rapture to the sight. 

2 I see thee in eternal years 

In glory all alone, 
Ere round thine uncreated fires 

Created light had shonec 



3 I Bee thee walk in Eden's shade, 
1 see thee all through time; 

Thy patience and compassion seem 
New attributes sublime. 

4 I see thee when the doom is o'er, 
And outworn time is done, 

Still, Btill incomprehensible, 
O God, not yet alone. 

5 Angelic spirits, countless souls, 
Of thee have drunk their fill ; 

And to eternity will drink 
Thy joy and glory still. 

G O little heart of mine ! shall pain 

Or sorrow make thee moan. 
When all this God is all for thee, 

A Father all thine own? 


From the author's Hymns, London, 18G1. Six 
stanzas have been omitted. Those given are not 

Frederick William Faber was bom in Yorkshire in 
1-14 ; he studied at Harrow School, and was gradu- 
ated at Balliol College, Oxford, in 1636. He im- 
mediately began the study of theology ; was or- 
dained deacon in 1837, and priest in 1839. After 
traveling about four years, he became rector of El- 
ton, where he labored successfully for twelve years. 
In 1S4:5 he joined the Soman Catholic Church. He 
died in 1863. 

126 The Unsearchable. L. M. 

OGOD, thou bottomless abyss ! 
Thee to perfection who can know? 
height immense ! what words suffice 
Thy countless attributes to show? 

9 Greatness unspeakable is thine ; 

Greatness, whose undiminished ray, 
When short-lived worlds are lost, shall 

When earth and heaven are fled away. 

3 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, 
Essentia] life's unbounded sea. 

"What lives and moves, lives by thy word ; 
It lives, and moves, and is, from thee. 

4 High is thy power above all height : 
Whatever thy will decrees is done ; 

Thy wisdom, equal to thy might. 
Only to thee, O God, is known ! 



12*7 WUdom, A--, power. L. 11 

THINE, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone; 
Justice and truth before thee stand: 
Yet. nearer to thy sacred throne, 
Mercy withholds thy lifted hand. 

2 Each evening shows thy tender love, 
Each rising morn thy plenteous grace: 

Thy wakened wrath doth slowly move, 
Thy willing mercy flies apace. 

3 To thy benign, indulgent care, 
Father, this light, this breath, we owe: 

And all we have, and all we are, 

From thee, great Source of being, flow. 

4 Thrice Holy ! thine the kingdom is. 
The power omnipotent is thine ; 

And when created nature dies, 
Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 


Title: God's Greatness. 

These two hymns are made up from selected 
stanzas of a poem containing twenty-four quatrains. 
They are not altered. 

The translation was first published in a Collect ion 
of Psalms and Hymns. Charles-Town, 1737. The 
original is found' in the Herrnhuth Collection. 

Ernest Lange was a pious magistrate in Danzig, 
where he was Dorn in 1650. In 1711 he published 
a volume containing sixty-one original hymns. 
Only a few of them have be'en translated. He died 
in 1727. 

12; 8 Immanuel, God with us. L. M. 

ETERXAL depth of love divine. 
In Jesus, God with us. displayed: 
How bright thy beaming glories shine ! 
How wide thy healing streams are spread ! 

•2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell? 

Sinners, a vile and thankless race! 
O God, what tongue aright can tell 

How vast thy love, how great thy grace ! 

3 The dictates of thy sovereign will 
With joy our grateful hearts receive ; 

All thy delight in us fulfill ; 
Lo, all we are to thee we give. 

4 To thy sure love, thy tender care, 
Our flesh, soul, spirit, we resign: 

O fix thy sacred presence there. 
And seal the abode forever thine. 




Title : God with vs. 

The first half* of the translation, unaltered. From 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, published by John and 
Charles Wesley, 1739. 

Count Nicholas Lewis de Zinzendorf, the founder 
of the religious community of Herrnhut, and the 
apostle of the United Brethren, was born at Dres- 
den in 1700. It is not often that noble blood and 
worldly wealth are allied with true piety and mis- 
sionary zeal. Such, however, was the ease with 
Count' Zinzendorf. Spener, the father of Pietism, 
was his godfather ; and Franke, the founder of the 
famous Orphan House in Halle, was for several 
years his tutor. In 1731 Zinzendorf resigned all 
public duties, and devoted himself to missionary 
work ; he traveled extensively on the Continent, in 
Great Britain, and in America, preaching " Christ 
and him crucified," and organizing societies of 
Moravian brethren. John Wesley is said to have 
been under obligation to Zinzendorf for some ideas 
of singing, organization of classes, and church gov- 
ernment. Zinzendorf was the author of some two 
thousand hymns. Many of them are worthless, or 
worse, but some of them are very valuable ; full of 
Gospel sweetness and holy fervor. He died in 1760. 

1 29 For the grace of the Holy Trinity. L. M. 

BLEST Spirit, one with God above, 
Thou source of life and holy love, 
O cheer us with thy sacred beams, 
Refresh us with thy plenteous streams. 

2 O may our lips confess thy name, 
Our holy lives thy power proclaim; 
With love divine our hearts inspire, 
And fill us with thy holy fire. 

3 O holy Father, holy Son, 
And Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
Thy grace devoutly we implore ; 
Thy name be praised for evermore. 


Title : Nunc sonde nobis Spiritus. 

The text is unaltered and entire. From the 
translator's Hymns of the Primitive Church, Lon- 
don, 1837. 

See No. 49. 

130 Incomprehensible glory. L. M. 

GOD is the name my soul adores, 
The almighty Three, the eternal One: 
Nature and grace, with all their powers, 
Confess the Infinite Unknown. 

2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres, 
Bade the waves roar, the planets shine ; 

But nothing like thyself appears 

Through all these spacious works of thine. 

3 Still restless nature dies and grows; 
From change to change the creatures run : 

Thy being no succession knows, 
And all thy vast designs are one. 

4 A glance of thine runs through the globe, 
Rules the bright worlds, and moves their 

frame ; 
Of light thou form'st thy dazzling robe ; 
Thy ministers are living flame. 

5 How shall polluted mortals dare 
To sing thy glory or thy grace? 

Beneath thy feet we lie afar, 

And see but shadows of thy face. 

6 Who can behold the blazing light? 
Who can approach consuming flame? 

None but thy wisdom knows thy might ; 
None but thy word can speak thy name. 


Title : The Creator and Creatures. 

From Horce Zyricct, 1709. Several verbal 
changes have been made, and two stanzas omit- 
ted, viz. : 

2 " From thy great Self thy Being springs ; 
Thou art thine own Original, 

Made up of uncreated Things, 

And Self-sufficience bears them all. 

3 " Thrones and Dominions round thee fall, 

And worship in submissive Forms ; 
Thy Presence shakes this lower Ball, 
This little Dwelling-Place of Worms." 

131 Jehovah's holiness. L. M. 

HOLY as thou, O Lord, is none; 
Thy holiness is all thine own ; 
A drop of that unbounded sea 
Is ours, — a drop derived from thee: 

2 And when thy purity we share, 
Thine only glory we declare ; 
And, humbled into nothing, own, 
Holy and pure is God alone. 

3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
By all thy heavenly hosts adored, 
Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
And own thy peerless majesty. 

4 Thy power unparalleled confess, 
Established on the rock of peace ; 
The rock that never shall remove, 
The rock of pure, almighty love. 




From Short Hymns on Select Fbsaaaea <>/ the 
Holy Scriptures. By Charles Wesley. M.A., and 
Presbyter of the Church of England, 1762. 

Text: "There is none holy as the Lord : for 
there is none besides thee : neither is there any rock 
like our God." 1 Sam. ii, 2. 

In his preface the writer BSJB : " Several of the 
hymns are intended bo prove, and several bo guard, 
the doctrine of Christian Perfection. I durst not 
publish one without the other." He doubtless in- 
tended this to "guard" the doctrine. The author 
published the first line : 

" Holy as Thee, O Lord, is none." 

X 3 2 From everlasting to everlasting. L. M. 

ERE mountains reared their forms sub- 
Or heaven and earth in order stood, 
Before the birth of ancient time, 
From everlasting thou art God. 

2 A thousand ages, in their flight, 
AVith thee are as a fleeting day ; 

Past, preseut, future, to thy sight 
At once their various scenes display. 

3 But our brief life's a shadowy dream, 
A passing thought that soon is o'er, 

That fades with morning's earliest beam, 
And fills the musing mind no more. 

4 To us, O Lord, the wisdom give 
Each passing moment so to spend, 

That we at length with thee may live 
Where life and bliss shall never end. 


This hymn is founded on Psalm xc : 

"Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in all 
generations. Before the mountains were brought 
forth," etc. 

Two lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line two : 

" Or the fair earth in order stood." 

Verse four, line two :. 

" So ev'ry precious hour to spend." 

From The Spirit of the Psalms, 1829. 
For sketch of autlior, see No. 33. 

133 Omnipotence and icisdom. L. M. 

COME. O my soul, in sacred lays. 
Attempt thy great Creator's praise: 
But O what tongue can speak his fame '. 
What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 

2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
1I<- glory like a garment wears; 

To form a robe of light divine. 

Ten thousand suns around him shine. 

3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines; 

His works, through all this wondrous frame, 
Declare the glory of his name. 

4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; 
And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
Till listening worlds shall join the song. 


The Eev. Thomas Blacklock, D.D., was a native 
of Scotland, born in 1721. He lost his sight by 
small-pox when an infant, but was nevertheless 
well educated, and ordained a minister in 1762. 
Two years later he retired to Edinburgh, and 
spent his time in teaching and authorship. An 
edition of his poems, which are characterized by 
elegant mediocrity, was published in 1793. He 
died in 1791. Tins hymn has had a wide circula- 
tion. It can speak for itself. I cannot vouch for 
the authorship, nor for the correctness of the text. 
It is evidently founded on Psalm civ. 

134 The Lord is King. L. M. 

THE Lord is King! lift up thy voice, 
O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice ! 
From world to world the joy shall ring, 
The Lord omnipotent is King. 

2 The Lord is King ! child of the dust, 
The Judge of all the earth is just ; 
Holy and true are all his ways: 

Let every creature speak his praise. 

3 He reigns ! ye saints, exalt your strains ; 
Your God is King, your Father reigns; 
And he is at the Father's side, 

The Man of love, the Crucified. 

4 Come, make your wants, your burdens 

He will present them at the throne ; 
And angel bands are waiting there 
His messages of love to bear. 

5 O when his wisdom can mistake. 
His might decay, his love forsake, 
Then may his children cease to sing, 
The Lord omnipotent is King. 


The Scripture text is Rev. xix, 6 : " Alleluia : 

for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth." 

It is a " means of grace " to read this grand 



hymn. Three stanzas, the second, seventh, and 
eighth, are omitted, which we give, in order that the 
reader may have the whole of it : 

" The Lord is King ! who then shall dare 
Eesist His will, distrust His care, 
Or murmur at His wise decrees, 
Or doubt His royal promises ? 

" Alike pervaded by His eye, 

All parts of His dominion lie ; 

This world of ours, and worlds unseen; 

And thin the boundary between. 

" One Lord, one empire, all secures ; 
He reigns, and life and death are yours : 
Through earth and heaven one song shall ring. 
The Lord Omnipotent is King." 

From The Star in the East ; with Other Poems. 
By Josiah Conder. London, 1824. 

13 O Omnipresence. L. M. 

LORD of all being! throned afar, 
Thy glory flames from sun and star ; 
Center and soul of every sphere, 
Yet to each loving heart how near. 

2 Sun of our life, thy quickening ray 
Sheds on our path the glow of day ; 
Star of our hope, thy softened light 
Cheers the long watches of the night. 

3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn ; 
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; 
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign; 

All, save the clouds of sin, are thine ! 

4 Lord of all life, below, above, 

Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, 
Before thy ever-blazing throne 
We ask no luster of our own. 

5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, 
And kindling hearts that burn for thee, 
Till all thy living altars claim 

One holy light, one heavenly flame. 


Written in 1648. 

Many valuable hymns are not, strictly speaking, 
poems ; and, of course, most poems are not hymns ; 
out this is both. It is a true hymn, full of worship ; 
and a real poem, all alive with sublime imagery. 

Oliver Wendell Holmes, author, physician, and 
professor, was born in Cambridge, Mass., in 1809; 
was graduated at Harvard College in 1829 ; studied 
medicine in this country and in Europe, and re- 
ceived the degree of M.D. in 1836. In 1837 he 
was elected Professor of Anatomy and Physiology 
in Dartmouth College, and accepted a call to t£e 
same chair in Harvard University in 1847. Dr. 
Holmes is a successful writer in various styles both 
ut'proseand poetry. He died in Boston, Oct. 7, 1894. 

136 Holy, holy, holy. 1 1, 12, 10. 

HOLT, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! 
Early in the morning our song shall 
rise to thee ; 
Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty, 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore thee, 
Casting down their golden crowns around 

the glassy sea; 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt 

3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness 

hide thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory 

may not see ; 
Only thou art holy; there is none beside 

Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 
All thy works shall praise thy name, in 

earth, and sky, and sea; 
Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ; 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 


Title : Trinity Sunday. Unaltered. 
From Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly 
Church Service of the Tear, 1827. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 62. 

137 The Trinity adored. L. M. 

OHOLY, holy, holy Lord, 
Bright in thy deeds and in thy name, 
Forever be thy name adored, 

Thy glories let the world proclaim. 

2 O Jesus, Lamb once crucified 
To take our load of sins away, 

Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide 
Along the realms of upper day. 

3 O Holy Spirit from above, 

In streams of light and glory given, 
Thou source of ecstasy and love, 

Thy praises ring through earth and 

4 O God Triune, to thee we owe 
Our every thought, our every song; 

And ever may thy praises flow 

From saint and seraph's burning tongue. 




This beautiful Trinity hymn is from the Protest- 
ant Episcopal Prayer Book : Hymns Suited to the 
Feasts and Fasts of th, church, and Other Occa- 
sion* Of Public Worship, 1826. 

It is unaltered and entire. 

The Eev. James Wallia Eastburn was an En- 
glishman, born in London in 1797. He came to this 
country in early life; was graduated at Columbia 
( iollege in 1810 ; and in 1818 became a rector in Vir- 
ginia. He died at sea in the following year while 
mii a voyage for his health. 

138 The heavens declare His glory. L. M. 

THE spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 
And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
Their great Original proclaim : 
The unwearied sun, from day to day, 
Does his Creators power display, 
And publishes to every land 
The w r ork of an almighty hand. 

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the w^ondrcus tale, 
And nightly, to the listening earth, 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 

While all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 What though in solemn silence all 
Move round the dark terrestrial ball? 
What though no real voice nor sound 
Amid the radiant orbs be found? 

In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice ; 
Forever singing as they shine, 
" The hand that made us is divine." 


This grand and familiar ode is from the Spectator, 
No. 465, 1712. 
It is founded on Psalm xix, 1-4 : 

" The heavens declare the glory of God ; and 
the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto 
day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth 
knowledge. There is no speech nor language, 
where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone 
out through all the earth, and their words to the 
end of the world." 

Joseph Addison, the son of an English clergy- 
man, was born in 1672 ; educated at Oxford, and 
soon after his graduation elected a fellow of Magda- 
len College. He had an early reputation among 
his contemporaries for learning and ability. It 
was thought that he would enter the Church ; but 
he turned his attention to politics, and rose through 
several public offices to be Secretary of State, a 
position which he was soon compelled to resign 

on account of ill health. Addison's fame rests 
principally upon his essays in the Tatler and Spec- 
tator. It is quite possible that his reputation as a 
writer of hymns— though lie wrote onlv five — may 
outlast his fame as an essayist lie died in 1719. 
His last hours were perfectly serene. It is said 
that he sent for his son-in-law, the Earl of War- 
wick, to witness " in what peace a Christian can die." 


Jehovah's sovereignty. 

L. M. 

FATHER of all, whose powerful voice 
Called forth this universal frame! 
Whose mercies over all rejoice, 

Through endless ages still the same ; 
Thou by thy word upholdest all ; 

Thy bounteous love to all is showed ; 
Thou hear'st thy every creature's call, 
And fillest every mouth with good. 

2 In heaven thou reign'st enthroned in light, 
Nature's expanse before thee spread ; 

Earth, air, and sea, before thy sight, 
And hell's deep gloom, are open laid: 

Wisdom, and might, and love, are thine ; 
Prostrate before thy face we fall, 

Confess thine attributes divine, 

And hail thee sovereign Lord of all. 

3 Blessing and honor, praise and love, 
Co-equal, co-eternal Three, 

In earth below, in heaven above, 
By all thy works, be paid to thee. 

Let all who owe to thee their birth, 
In praises every hour employ ; 

Jehovah reigns ! be glad, O earth, 

And shout, ye morning stars, for joy! 


A hymn of nine stanzas, entitled The Lord's 
Prayer Paraphrased. It was first published in 
Hym?is and Sacred Poems, 1742. It may be found 
complete in Wesley's Sermons, American edition, 
vol. i, p. 243. 

For biography, see No. 111. 

140 Worshiping the King. 10,11. 

WORSHIP the King all-glorious above, 
And gratefully sing his wonderful love ; 
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of 

Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with 

2 O tell of his might, and sing of his grace, 
Whose robe is the light, w T hose canopy space ; 
His chariots of wrath the deep-thunder 

clouds form, 
And dark is his path on the wings of the 




3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can re- 

It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, it descends to the 

And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain. 

4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the 

Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and 
Friend ! 


This is one of twelve sacred lyrics written by 
this author, and collected by his brother, Lord 
Glenelg. Sacred Poems, 1839. It is founded on 
Psalm civ. 

The second line of verse one, the author wrote : 

" gratefully sing bis power and his love." 

In verse two, line one, the original is " sing," 
instead of " and sing." 

Two stanzas, the third and sixth, of the original, 
are omitted : 

" The earth, with its stores of wonders untold, 
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old, 
Hath stablished it fast by a changeless decree, 
And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea. 

" O measureless might, ineffable Love ! 
While angels delight to hymn Thee above, 
The humble creation, though feeble their lays, 
With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise." 

Sir Eobert Grant was born in 1785 ; was educat- 
ed at Cambridge, graduating in 1806, after which 
he studied law. He entered Parliament in 1826, 
and in 1834 was appointed Governor of Bombay. 
He died in India in 1838. 

141 The Lord will provide. 10,11. 

THOUGH troubles assail, and dangers 
Though friends should all fail, and foes all 

Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 
The promise assures us, "The Lord will 

2 The birds, without barn or store-house, 
are fed ; 

From them let us learn to trust for our bread : 

His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be de- 

So long as 'tis written, ' ' The Lord will 
provide. " 

3 When Satan appears to stop up our path, 
And fills us with fears, we triumph by 

faith ; 

The heart-cheering promise, "The Lord 
will provide." 

4 He tells us we're weak, our hope is in 


The good that we seek we ne'er shall ob- 
tain : 

But when such suggestions our graces have 

This answers all questions, "The Lord will 

5 No strength of our own, nor goodness we 

claim ; 
Our trust is all thrown on Jesus's name : 
In this our strong tower for safety we 

hide ; 
The Lord is our power, ' ' The Lord will 


G When life sinks apace, and death is in 

The word of his grace shall comfort us 

through : 
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our 

We hope to die shouting, "The Lord will 



From the Olney Hymns, 1779. The title and re- 
frain are found in Genesis xxii, 14. 
The author wrote verse one, line four : 

" The Scripture assures us," etc. 

Verse four, line three, last part : 

" Our spirits have ply'd." 

Verse five, line two : 
" Yet since %ve have known the Saviour's great 

Two stanzas are omitted, the first, perhaps on 
account of its Calvinism ; the second, because there 
are enough without it. We give them as a matter 
of curiosity. 

3 " We may like the ships, 

By tempests be tost 
On perilous deeps, 

But cannot be lost : 
Though Satan enrages 

The wind and the tide, 
The promise engages, 

The Lord will provide. 


HYMN ST CD //•;>. 

4 ■• His call we obey 

Like Abra'm of old, 
Not knowing our way, 

But faith make- as bold ; 
For though we are strangers 

We have a good guide, 
And trust in all dangers 

The Lord will provide." 


Won dro us condescension . 

II. M. 

THE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
His throne is built on high : 
The garments he assumes 
Are light and majesty: 
Hi- glories shine with beams so bright. 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of his hand 
Keep the wide world in awe; 

His wrath and justice stand 
To guard his holy law ; 
And where his love resolves to bless, 
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 

3 Through all his mighty works 
Amazing wisdom shines : 

Confounds the powers of hell. 
And all their dark designs; 
Strong is his arm, and shall fulfill 
His great decrees and sovereign will. 

4 And will this sovereign King 
Of glory condescend, 

And will lie write his name. 
My Father and my Friend? 
I love his name, I love his word; 
Join all my powers to praise the Lord. 


Founded on Psalm xcvii. 

The author's title is : The Divine Perfection*. 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, hook ii. 

Some verbal changes have been made in the last 
part of the hymn by the hymn-book editors. The 
third stanza Watts wrote : 

" Through all his ancient works, 

Surprising wisdom shines, 
C< nt'ounds the powers of hell, 

And breaks their cursed designs." 

The first line of the last stanza in the authorized 
text is: 

" And can this mighty King." 

143 The changeless Friend. 

THIS God is the God we adore, 
Our faithful, unchangeable friend, 
Whose love is as great as his power, 
And neither knows measure nor end: 

1 "Ii- Jesus, tin- first and the last, 

Whose Spirit -hall guide us safe home; 

WV11 praise him for all that is past, 
And trust him for all that*- to come. 


These are the last lines of a iong pieee, beginning : 
•■ No prophet or dreamer of dreams." 

The title to Mr. Hart's book is a curious one. viz.: 
Ffvmns, dke. Composed o,, Variox IT-"'-'.-*. 

This piece must be one of the "and so forth*." 
It certainly is not a hymn. These stanzas are very 
much superior to the rest, and aie the onlj 
worth preserving. 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 29. 

14:4: PraUe to the Trinity. 7. 1 

HOLY, holy, holy Lord, 
God of hosts, eternal King, 
By the heavens and earth adored; 

Angels and archangels sing, 
Chanting everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 

2 Since by thee were all things made. 
And in thee do all things live, 

Be to thee all honor paid ; 

Praise to thee let all things give, 
Singing everlastingly 

To the blessed Trinity. 

3 Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, 
Spirits blest, before the throne, 

Speeding thence at thy command. 

And, when thy commands are done, 
Singing everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 

4 Cherubim and seraphim 

Veil their faces with their wings ; 
Eyes of angels are too dim 

To behold the King of kings, 
While they sing eternally 
To the blessed Trinity. 

5 Thee apostles, prophets thee, 
Thee the noble martyr band. 

Praise with solemn Jubilee, 

Thee, the Church in every land; 

Singing everlastingly 
To the blessed trinity. 

G Hallelujah ! Lord, to thee, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ; 

Qodhead One, and Persons Three; 
Join us with the heavenly host, 

Singing everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 




Title : Trinity Sunday. 

Verse three, line two, the original has "7%y" 

Verse three, line four, the author wrote "behests " 
instead of "commands." 

Verses six and seven omitted : 

6 " In Thy Name baptized are we, 
With thv blessing are dismiss'd; 

And Thrice-Holy chant to Thee 

In the holy Eucharist; 
Life is one Doxology 
To the Blessed Trinity. 

7 " To the Father, and the Son, 
Who for us did deign to die ; 

And to God the Holy One, 

Who the Church doth sanctify, 
Sing we with glad Jubilee, 

Hallelujah ! Lord, to Thee. 

From The Holy Year; or, Hymns for Sundays 
and Holydays. London, 1862. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 72. 

145 Worship the Creator. 7. 

LET us with a gladsome miud 
Praise the Lord, for he is kind, 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 
Let us sound Ms name abroad, 
For of gods he is the God, 
Who by wisdom did create 
Heaven's expanse and all its state ; 

2 Did the solid earth ordain 
How to rise above the main ; 
Who, by his commanding might, 
Filled the new-made world with light : 
Caused the golden-tressed sun 

All the day his course to run ; 
And the moon to shine by night, 
'Mid her spangled sisters bright 

3 All his creatures God doth feed, 
His full hand supplies their need ; 
He hath with a pitying eye 
Looked upon our misery : 

Let us, therefore, warble forth 
His high majesty and worth, 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 


Part of the author's paraphrase of Psalm cxxxvi. 
Fifteen lines out of the twenty-four have been 
more or less changed. It ought to be marked 

John Milton was born in London in 1608, and 
educated at Cambridge. After graduating he 
traveled extensively, tor those days. He was a 
Puritan in religion and a Republican in politics ; 

was in public service under Cromwell, and nar- 
rowly escaped death or banishment at the Resto- 
ration. In 1652 he became totally blind ; but his 
poetic vision seemed to be only quickened thereby, 
and he wrote in Paradise Lost : 

" Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme." 

It is said that this paraphrase was written when 
the author was only fifteen years of age, (1623.) 
This we can readily 'believe ; for it contains the ex- 
cellences of genius, and. especially in its original 
form, the imperfections of immaturity. He died 1 674. 

146 Glory, mercy, grace. CM. 

FATHER, how wide thy glory shines, 
How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
By thousands through the skies. 

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; 
Their motions speak thy skill : 

And on the wings of every hour 
We read thy patience still. 

3 Part of thy name divinely stands 
On all thy creatures writ ; 

They show the labor of thy hands, 
Or impress of thy feet : 

4 But when we view thy strange design, 
To save rebellious worms, 

Where vengeance and compassion join 
In their divinest forms ; 

5 Here the whole Deity is known, 
Nor dares a creature guess 

Which of the glories brighter shone, 
The justice or the grace. 

6 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
Adorn the heavenly plains; 

Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
And try their choicest strains. 

7 O may I bear some humble part 
In that immortal song ! 

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
And love command my tongue. 


Title : God Glorious and Sinners Saved. 

From flora Lyriccv, book i, 1709. 

Verse six, line three, the author wrote " Sweet 
Cherubs,'''' etc. 

Two stanzas, the fifth and seventh, have been 
omitted : 

5 " Our Thoughts are lost in reverend Awe, 

We love and wc adore ; 
The first Arch- Angel never saw 

So much of God before. 



7 "When Sinners broke the Father's Laws, 

Thy dying Son atoms ; 
Oh the il<ar Mysteries of his Cross, 

The Triumph of his Groans! " 

147 Mijesty and love of God. C. M. 

MY God, how wonderful thou art, 
Thy majesty how bright, 
How beautiful thy mercy-seat 
In depths of burning light ! 

2 How dread are thine eternal years, 
O everlasting Lord, 

By prostrate spirits day and night 
Incessantly adored! 

3 How beautiful, how beautiful, 
The sight of thee must be, 

Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, 
And awful purity ! 

4 O how I fear thee, living God, 
With deepest, tenderest fears, 

And worship thee with trembling hope 
And penitential tears. 

5 Yet I may love thee too, O Lord, 
Almighty as thou art; 

For thou hast stooped to ask of me 
The love of my poor heart. 

6 No earthly father loves like thee, 
No mother half so mild 

Bears and forbears, as thou hast done 
With me, thy sinful child. 

7 Father of Jesus, love's reward ! 
What rapture will it be, 

Prostrate before thy throne to lie, 
And gaze, and gaze on thee ! 


Title : Our Heavenly Father. 

Written in 1S49, and found in the author's 
Hymns, 1861. It is not altered. This lyric illus- 
trates one characteristic beauty of Faber's poetry, 
viz., an intense adoration — a profound love of God. 

Omitted stanzas : 

6 "Oh then this worse than worthless heart 

In pity deign to take, 
And make it love Thee, for Thyself 

And for Thy glory's sake. 

8 " Only to sit and think of God, 

Oh what a joy it is ! 
To think the thought, to breathe the Name, 

Earth has no higher bliss ! " 

For biographical sketch, see No. 125. 


God's glory in creation and 

MIGHTY God ! while angels bless thee, 
May a mortal lisp thy name ? 
Lord of men, as well as angels, 

Thou art every creature's theme: 
Lord of every land and nation, 

A ncient of eternal days ! 
Sounded through the wide creation 
By thy just and awful praise. 

2 For the grandeur of thy nature, 
Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; 

For the wonders of creation, 

Works with skill and kindness wrought; 
For thy providence, that governs 

Through thine empire's wide domain, 
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow; 

Blessed be thy gentle reign ! 

3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, 
Bright, though veiled in darkness long, 

Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 

Who can sing that wondrous song ? 
Brightness of the Father's glory ! 

Shall thy praise unuttered lie? 
Break, my tongue, such guilty silence, 

Sing the Lord who came to die : — 

4 From the highest throne of glory, 
To the cross of deepest woe. 

Came to ransom guilty captives : 
Flow, my praise, forever flow ! 

Re-ascend, immortal Saviour; 

Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 

Thence return and reign forever; 
Be thy kingdom all thine own! 


Written in 1774. 

This hymn is full of beauty and mtriesty. Kob- 
inson dia not publish any collection himself, but 
contributed several hymns to Whitefield's collec- 
tion. Some verbal changes have been made since 
the death of the author. 

In the first stanza he wrote "infant" instead of 
" mortal ;" and " lawful" instead of " awful. 1 ' 

The third line of the second stanza read: 

" For created works of power." 
The third stanza began : 

" But thy rich, thy free redemption 
Dark thro' brightness all along." 

It also had " awful" instead of "wondrous" 
in the fourth line. He wrote "Go, return," in- 
stead of u Re-ascend." in the last stanza. 

The refrain, "Halleluiah! Hallelujah! Halle- 
lujah ! Amen ! " is omitted, and also four lines ol 
the hymn, as follows : 



" Did archangels sing thy coming i 

Did the shepherds learn their lays i 
Shame would cover me ungrateful, 
Should my tongue refuse to praise." 

The Kev. Eobert Robinson was a native of En- 
eland ; born in 1735 ; a talented and versatile 
preacher, but " unstable as water." He began his 
ministry as a Calvinistic Methodist in one of 
Lady Huntingdon's chapels ; soon after that he 
Conned an Independent church ; then he joined the 
Baptists. At length he strayed away from the 
Evangelical faith and became* an unhappy back- 
slider and Socinian. He died in 1790. Dr. Belcher, 
in his Sketches of Hy mm, says that this hymn was 
written for Benjamin Williams, who afterward be- 
came deacon of a Baptist church. Williams was 
sitting on the author's knee when he composed 
the first couplet: 

" Mighty God, while angels bless thee, 
May an infant lisp thy name ? " 

After completing the hymn he read it, and gave 
it to the boy. Not in Whitetield's collection. A 
Universalist Hymn Book, Boston, 1792, claims to 
give the original. 

149 The wideness of God's mercy. 8,7. 

THERE'S a wideness in God's mercy. 
Like the wideness of the sea: 
There's a kindness in his justice, 
Which is more than liberty. 

2 There is welcome for the sinner, 
And more graces for the good ; 

There is mercy with the Saviour; 
There is healing in his blood. 

3 For the love of God is broader 
Than the measure of man's mind; 

And the heart of the Eternal 
Is most wonderfully kind. 

4 If our love were but more simple, 
We should take him at his word ; 

And our lives would be all sunshine 
In the sweetness of our Lord. 


This beautiful hymn is composed of the fourth, 
sixth, eighth, and thirteenth stanzas, verbatim, of a 
long: poem, entitled Come to J- sua. 

The theology of the hymn is very agreeable to 
Methodists. The whole piece can be found in 
Fober^s Hymns. London, 1862. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 125. 

1 O Unchanging wisdom and love. 

GOD is love ; his mercy brightens 
All the path in which we rove ; 
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

2 Chance and change are busy ever ; 
Man decays, and ages move; 

But his mercy waneth never; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, 
Will his changeless goodness prove ; 

From the gloom his brightness streameth, 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
Hope and comfort from above ; 

Every- where his glory shineth ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 


The author's title is : God is Lave. 

From Hymns. London^ 1825. One word has 
been changed. The origmal of verse three, line 
three, is : 

" From the mist his brightness streameth." 

The hymn closes by repeating the first stanza. 

John Bowring was a native of Exeter, England; 
born in 1792. He entered Parliament early in life ; 
for many years held different official positions, and 
was kniglited in 1854. The religious life of this 
author is recorded largely in his poems, Matins 
and Vespers. London, 1823; and in Hymns as a 
Sequel to Matins and Vespers, 1825. He died 1872. 

1 1 Majesty and providence. CM. 

THE Lord our God is clothed with might, 
The winds obey his will ; 
He speaks, and in his heavenly height 
The rolling sun stands still. 

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 
With threatening aspect roar ; 

The lord uplifts his awful hand, 
And chains you to the shore. 

3 Ye winds of night, your force combine ; 
Without his high behest, 

Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar; 
In distant peals it dies; 

He yokes the whirlwind to his car, 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye sons of earth, in reverence bend ; 
Ye nations, wait his nod; 

And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate our God. 


Title: The Eternal Monarch. 

This is a genuine poem. It was first published 



by the Rev. William Beogo Oliver, D.D., in 
Hymns Partly ( nnat. 

n, 1812. Slight changes h*ve been made in 
four tines. 


Verse one, line one : 

" The Lord our G<xl is full of might." 

Verse three, line one : 

I, winds of night, your force combine." 

five, line one: 
•• Ye nation* bend, in reverence bend." 

Verse five, line two : 

" Ye monarch* wait his nod." 

For sketch of author, see No. 2:2. 

152 The Lord u King. C. M. 

THE Lord descended from above. 
And bowed the heavens most high. 
And underneath his feet he cast 
The darkness of the sky. 

2 On cherubim and seraphim 
Full royally he rode. 

And on the wings of mighty winds 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 
Their fury to restrain : 

And he. as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 

4 Give glory to his awful name. 
And honor him alone ; 

Give worship to his majesty 
L'pon his holy throne. 


The first three stanzas are founded on Psalm 
xviii, 9-11 : 

u He bowed the heavens also, and came down : 
and darkness was under his leet. And he rode 
upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon 
the wings of the wind. He made darkness his 
secret place : his pavilion round about him were 
dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.'* 

Each stanza has been altered. The word " m^st n 
has been added in the second line of the first verse : 
the first line of the second stanza was originally : 

M On cherub* and on cherubim*.* 1 

And the third line was : 

M And on the wings of all the winds." 

The third stanza is changed beyond all r 

nitiou; yet the critic will sec that'it still re-tanu, a 
thought of the original : 

•• And like a den most dark he made 

his hid and secret place ; 
With waters black, and airy clouds, 

environed he was.' 1 

The last stanza was taken from Psalm nix, 2 : 

•Give unto the Lord the {dory doe unto his 
name ; worship the Lord in the beauty ot holi- 

This, too, has been altered ; it was : 

" Give glory to his holy Name, 
and honor him alone ; 

•p Mm in his M 
within his holy throne." 

Thomas Sternhold was an Englishman The 
time and place of his birth are not knowu. He 
died in 1549, having held the ofliee of Groom of 
the Robes to King Henry VII i. Sternhold veri- 
fied only a part of the Psalms, the rest were written 
by John Hopkins and other.-. The completed ver- 
sion was published in 1562. 

lo3 Praise from all creation. C.1L 

PRAISE ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs 
That till the worlds above : 
Praise him who formed you of his fires. 
And feeds you with his love. 

2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies. 
The floor of his abode ; 

Or veil in shades your thousand eyes 
Before your blighter God. 

3 Thou restless globe of golden light. 
Whose beams create our days. 

Join with the silver queen of night, 
To own your borrowed rays. 

4 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms. 
The troops of his command. 

Appear iu all your dreadful forms, 
And speak his awful hand. 

5 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
In your eternal roar; 

Let wave to wave resound his praise. 
And shore reply to shore. 

6 Thus while the meaner creatures sing. 
Ye mortals, catch the sound ; 

Echo the glories of your King 
Through all the nations round. 


Title : Tin- Universal HalUbnah. Part of a ps -a 
phra*e of Psalm cxlviii. 



From HoroB Lyricee, 170y. 

The first stanza of the hymn is made by com- 
bining the first two of Watts's — as can be seen : 

" 1 Praise ye the Lord with joyful Tongue, 
Ye Powers that guard his Throne ; 

Jesus, the Man, shall lead the Song, 
The God inspire the Tune. 

" 2 Gabriel, and all the immortal Choir 

That fill the Realms above, 
Sing, for he formed you of his Fire, 

And feeds you with his Love." 

The rest of the hymn is a copy of verses three, 
four, seven, eight, and thirteen of the paraphrase. 

154 Goodness and mercy. CM. 

LET every tongue thy goodness speak, 
Thou sovereign Lord of all ; 
Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak. 
And raise the poor that fall. 

2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, 
When virtue lies distressed, 

Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, 
Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 

3 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel, 
Thou hear'st thy children's cry; 

And their best wishes to fulfill, 
Thy grace is ever nigh. 

4 Thy mercy never shall remove 
From men of heart sincere : 

Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love 
Is joined with holy fear. 

5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, 
And spread thy fame abroad ; 

Let all the sons of Adam raise 
The honors of their God. 



Mercy to Sufferers; or, God hearing 
prayer. A paraphrase of Pnalra e\lv, 14-21. 

Two stanzes are omitted, and each of the others, 
except the first, slightlv altered. 

Published in 1719. 

lOO The anq die guard. CM. 

WHICH of the monarchs of the earth 
Can boast a guard like ours, 
Encircled from our second birth 
With all the heavenly powers? 

2 Myriads of bright, cherubic bands, 

Sent by the King of kings, 
Rejoice to bear us in their hands. 

And shade us with their wings. 

3 Angels, where'er we go, attend 
Our steps, whatever betide ; 

With watchful care their charge defend, 
And evil turn aside. 

4 Our lives those holy angels keep 
From every hostile power; 

And, unconcerned, we sweetly sleep, 
As Adam in his bower. 

5 And when our spirits we resign, 
On outstretched wings they bear, 

And lodge us in the arms divine, 
And leave us ever there. 


A beautiful hymn on a beautiful subject, 
text is Hebrew i, 14: 


" Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth 
to minister for them who shall be heirs of sal- 
vation? " 

This was one of the many hymns that Charles 
Wesley left in manuscript. The date of writing is 
1786. The original has nine double stanzas, and 
can be found complete in The Poetical Works of 
John and Charles Wesley, vol. xhi. Loudon, 1872. 

The first line reads : 

" Which of the petty kings of earth." 

The word "monarchs" was substituted when 
the hymn was introduced to our hymn book, in 
1849; probably by Dr. James Ploy, who made 
many verbal changes, some of which Were improve- 
ments and some were not. 


The twenty-third P*alm 

C. M. 

THE Lord's my Shepherd. I'll not want: 
He makes me down to lie 
In pastures green; he leadeth me 
The quiet waters by. 

"2 My soul he doth restore again ; 

And me to walk doth make 
Within the paths of righteousness, 

E'en for his own name's sake. 

3 Yea, though I walk through death's dark 

Yet will I fear no ill ; 
For thou art with me, and thy rod 
And staff me comfort still. 

4 A table thou hast furnished me 
In presence of my foes ; 

My head thou dost with oil anoint, 
And my cup overflows. 



5 Goodness and merry all my life 

Shall surely follow me; 
And in God's house for evermore 

My dwelling-place shall be. 


This most literal and valuable version of Psalm 
xxiii is based upon the rendering of the Kev. 
William Whittingham, who contributed fifteen 
psalms to the version of Sternhold and Hopkins, 
1562. It is sometimes attributed to Francis Kous ; 
but Rous — at least in his first edition, 1641 — only 
substituted a few lines from the version of Stern- 
hold for corresponding lines of Whittingham, and 
altered a few other lines. Most of the changes are 
of a later date, and were probably made by the 
editors of the Scottish version of the Psalms. 


Rejoicing in deliverance 

C. M. 

THOU, who, when we did complain, 
Didst all our griefs remove, 
O Saviour, do not now disdain 
Our humble praise and love. 

2 Since thou a pitying ear didst give, 
And hear us when we prayed, 

We'll call upon thee while we live, 
And never doubt thy aid. 

3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train, 
Our souls encompassed round; 

Anguish, and sin, and dread, and pain, 
On every side we found. 

4 To thee, O Lord of life, we prayed, 
And did for succor flee : 

" O save," in our distress we said, 
" The souls that trust in thee." 

5 How good thou art ! how large thy grace ! 
How ready to forgive ! 

Thy mercies crown our fleeting days ; 
And by thy love we live. 

6 Our eyes no longer drowned in tears, 
Our feet from falling free, 

Redeemed from death and guilty fears, 
O Lord, we'll live to thee. 


This hymn is the first part of a paraphrase of 
Psalm cxvi. It was written in the first person, 
singular; and there are changes, mostly slight, 
in all the lines except two. The Wesleys pub- 
lisbed this in their Hymns and Sacred Poems, 
1739. It was not written by Charles Wesley, but 
by his father, and published by him in The FiovA 
Communicant Rightly Prepared. By S. Wesley, 
Rector of Ep worth, 1700. 

For biography of Samuel Wesley, see No. 215. 


The sure refuge. 

C. M. 

THERE is a safe and secret place 
Beneath the wings divine, 
Reserved for all the heirs of grace ; 
O be that refuge mine! 

2 The least and feeblest there may bide, 
Uninjured and unawed; 

While thousands fall on every side, 
He rests secure in God. 

3 The angels watch him on his way, 
And aid with friendly arm ; 

And Satan, roaring for his prey, 
May hate, but cannot harm. 

4 He feeds in pastures large and fair 
Of love and truth divine : 

O child of God, O glory's heir, 
How rich a lot is thine ! 

5 A hand almighty to defend, 
An ear for every call, 

An honored life, a peaceful end, 
And heaven to crown it all ! 


Founded on Psalm xei. Sir Roundell Palmer, 
in his Book of Praise, gives to it the date of 1834. 
It is found in the author's Spirit of the Psalms. 

It is unaltered and entire. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 27. 

X O 9 The only source of blessing. C. M. 

JEHOVAH, God, thy gracious power 
On every hand we see ; 
O may the blessings of each hour 
Lead all our thoughts to thee. 

2 If on the wings of morn we speed, 
To earth's remotest bound, 

Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, 
Thy love our path surround. 

3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, 
And reaches to the skies ; 

Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, 
Thy goodness never dies. 

4 From morn till noon — till latest eve, 
Thy hand, O God, we see ; 

And all the blessings we receive, 
Proceed alone from thee. 




Title : Omnipresence of God. 

Three lines have been slightly altered. 

Verse two, line three : 

" Thy right hand will our footsteps lead." 
Verse two, line four : 

" Thine arm our path surround." 
Verse four, line four: 

"Ceaseless proceed from thee." 
There is one additional stanza : 

5 " In all the varying scenes of time, 

On thee our hopes depend ; 
In everv age, in every clime, 

Our Father and our Friend." 

This first appeared in A Selection of Psalms and 
Hymns for Unitarian Worship. By Eobert Asp- 
land, 181 0. 

Mr. Thomson was an English physician of em- 
inence, and lived from 1782 to 1818. 

160 Gratitude. C. M. 

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

2 O how can words with equal warmth 
The gratitude declare, 

That glows within my ravished heart? 
But thou canst read it there. 

3 To all my weak complaints and cries, 
Thy mercy lent an ear, 

Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned 
To form themselves in prayer. 

4 When in the slippery paths of youth, 
With heedless steps I ran, 

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

5 Through hidden dangers, toils, and 

It gently cleared my way ; 
And through the pleasing snares of vice, 
More to be feared than they. 

6 Through every period of my life 
Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 

And after death, in distant worlds, 
The pleasing theme renew. 

7 Through all eternity to thee 

A grateful song I'll raise •, 
But O, eternity's too short 

To utter all thy praise. 


This favorite hymn contains, in all, thirteen 
stanzas. The verses left out are equally good as 
those retained. The wiiole poem is found in the 
Spectator, No. 453, in which it was first published 
m 1712. 

Some doubt has recently been expressed by 
hymnologists whether Addison were the author 
of this hymn. It will be seen that he does not ex- 
pressly claim it. To do so was contrary to his 
habit, Addison wrote "glorious'''' instead of 
" pleasing " in verse six, line four. 

161 CM. 

Verily^ thou art a God that hidest thyself. Isa. xlv,15. 

GOD moves in a mysterious way 
His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
Of never-failing skill, 

He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : 
The clouds ye so much dread 

Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
But trust him for his grace ; 

Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
Unfolding every hour : 

The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
And scan his work in vain : 

God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 


Title : Light Shining Out of Darkness. 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. Unaltered and entire. 

The Rev. Richard Watson, in his Life of John 
Wesley, indulges in a sharp criticism of the fifth 
stanza of this hymn. He says, " This is a figure, not 
only not found in sacred inspired poetry, but which 
has too much prettiness to be the vehicle of a sub- 
lime thought, and the verse has moreover the fault 



of an absurd antithesis, as well as a false- rhyme." 
This is certainly hypercritical. The stanza is 
truly poetical in Bpite «>f the defective rhyme, and 
the sentiment is true and in perfect keeping with 
the whole poem. 

Montgomery calls thi.-> " a Ivrie of high tone and 
character, and rendered awfully interesting by the 
circumstances under which it was written : in the 
twilight of departing reason." 

- No, 44. 

J.D 2 'r.rning God icith pmi<(. L. M. 

KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong; 
Crown him, ye nations, in your soDg: 
His wondrous names and powers rehearse ; 
His honors shall enrich your verse. 

•2 He >hakes the heavens with loud alarms: 
How terrible is God in arms ! 
In I-rael are his mercies known. 
Israel is his peculiar throne. 

3 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest ; 
He'fl your defense, your joy. your rest : 
When terrors rise and nations faint, 
God is the strength of every saint. 


Founded on Psalm lxviii, 32-35 : 

" Mug unto God, ye kingdoms of the earth.: O 
sing praises unto the Lord: Selah : To him that 
rideth upon the heavens of heavens, which were ol 
old : lo, he doth send out his voice, and that a 
mighty voice. A-cribe ye strength imto God : his 
excellency is over Israel," and his strength is in the 
clouds. "0 God, thou art terrible out "of thy holy 
plaees : the God of Israel is he that Vivet'h 
strength and power unto his people. Blessed be 

First published in 1719. It is unaltered. 

163 GotPs presence wi th Us people. L. M. 

WHEX Israel, of the Lord beloved. 
Out from the land of bondage came. 
Her fathers' God before her moved. 
An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 

2 By day. along the astonished lands 
The cloudy pillar glided slow ; 

By night, Arabia's crim>oned sands 
Returned the fiery column's glow. 

3 Thus present still, though now unseen, 
"When brightly shines the prosperous day, 

Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, 
To temper the deceitful ray. 

4 And ( ). when irathers on our path. 

In shade and >t<>rm. the frequent night, 
Be thou, long Buffering, Blow to wrath, 

A burning and a shining light. 


This i-s apart of the hymn with which the im- 
prisoned Ref)ecca concludes her evening devotions. 
From the author's romance, ham ; 

The original consists of lour eight-lined stanzas. 
This hymn is composed of the first and third. Two 
lines have been slightly changed. 

Original Form. 
Ver.-e three, line one : 

''But present still, though now unseen."' 

Verse four, line one : 

•• And oh. when stoops on JudaKs path." 

The Scripture reference, in the first part of the 
hymn, is to Exodus xiii. 21 : 

•• And the Lord went before them by day in a 
pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by 
night in a pillar of fire, to give them light ; to go by 
day and night." 

Sir Walter Scott, the "Wizard of the North," 
was born in Edinburgh in 1771. and educated in 
the High School and University of his native city. 
His famous career as a poet and novelist need not 
be recorded here. Two of his hymns appear in this 
Hymnal, and are every way worthy of the genius of 
ti.e author. Scott died in 1? I 

164 The great Provider. L. M. 

PEACE, troubled soul, thou need'st not 
fear : 
Thy great Provider still is near : 
Who'fed thee last, will feed thee still : 
Be calm, and sink into his will. 

2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky, 
In mercy stoops to hear thy cry: 

His promise all may freely claim : 
Ask and receive in Jesus' name. 

3 Without reserve give Christ your heart ; 
Let him his righteousness impart : 

Then all things else he'll freely give : 
With him you all things shall receive. 

4 Thus shall the soul be truly blest. 
That seeks in God his only re-t : 
May I that happy person be. 

In time and in eternity. 




This is founded upon Matt, vi, 33 : 

" But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his 
righteousness"; and all these things shall be added 
unto you." 

The original contained seven stanzas ; these arc 
the first two and the last two, somewhat altered. 

The Rev. Samuel Ecking (1757-3785) was an 
English Baptist minister who died quite young, 
lie was the author of a volume of Essays on Grace, 
Faith, arid Experience, in which this hymn first 
appeared. It is found in every edition of the hymn 

God our shield. 



THE tempter to my soul hath said, 
"There is no help in God for thee: " 
Lord, lift thou up thy servant's head; 
My glory, shield, and solace be. 

3 Thus to the Lord I raised my cry, 
He heard me from his holy hill ; 

At his command the waves rolled by ; 
He beckoned, and the winds were still. 

3 I laid me down and slept, — I woke; 
Thou, Lord, my spirit didst sustain ; 

Bright from the east the morning broke, 
Thy comforts rose on me again. 

4 I will not fear, though arm€d throngs 
Surround my steps in all their wrath ; 

Salvation to the Lord belongs; 

His presence guards his people's path. 


The reader will find it interesting to compare this 
hymn with Psalm iii, upon which it is founded. 
Unaltered from Songs of Zion, 1822. 
For biographical sketch ot Montgomery, see No.5. 

166 God a mighty fortress. 8, 7, 

A MIGHTY fortress is our God, 
A bulwark never failing: 
Our Helper he, amid the flood 

Of mortal ills prevailing. 
For still our ancient foe 
Doth seek to work us woe ; 
His craft and power are great, 
And, armed with cruel hate, 
On earth is not his equal. 

2 Did we in our own strength confide, 
Our striving would be losing; 

Were not the right man on our side, 
The man of God's own choosing. 

Dost ask who that may be? 
Christ Jesus, it is he ; 
Lord Sabaoth is his name, 
From age to age the same, 
And he must win the battle. 

3 And though this world, with devils filled, 
Should threaten to undo us; 

We will not fear, for God hath willed 
His truth to triumph through us. 

The Prince of darkness grim — 

We tremble not for him ; 

His-rage we can endure, 

For lo ! his doom is sure, 

One little word shall fell him. 

4 That word above all earthly powers — 
No thanks to them — abideth ; 

The Spirit and the gifts are ours 
Through him who with us sideth. 

Let goods and kindred go, 

This mortal life also : 

The body they may kill : 

God's truth abideth still, 
His kingdom is forever. 


This is the most famous of Luther's hymns. It 
is the "Marseillaise of the Reformation," and is 
founded on the first part of Psalm xlvi : 

" God is our refuge and strength, a very present 
help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear," etc. 

The hymn is supposed to have been written by 
Luther while on Ins way to the Diet at Worms, 
1521. This is a mistake; if it had been written at 
that time it would, no doubt, have appeared in one 
of Luther's first hymn books published in 1524, but 
it do.-s not. It was probably written in 1529, just 
before the Diet of Augsburg. 

Martin Luther, the hero of the Reformation, was 
born in the village of Eisleben in 1483, entered the 
University at Erfurth in 1501, and was graduated 
with honor, receiving the degree of Doctor of Philos- 
ophy. In 1505 he entered an Augustinian monastery 
at Erfurth, was consecrated to the priesthood in 
1507, and was very faithful to all the regulations of 
the order. He afterward said, " If ever a monk 
got to heaven by monkery, I was determined to get 

He was a diligent scholar, and in 1508 was called 
to the chair of philosophy in the University of 
Wittenberg. In 1512 he received the degree of 
Doctor of Theology. In the meantime he made a 
pilgrimage to Rome, where he saw much corruption 
among the clergy ; but still his faith was strong in 
the Roman Church. It was the shameless sale of 
indulgences by Tetzel, authorized by Leo X., that 
first opened his eyes and determined him to make 
public opposition. On October 31, 1517, at midday, 
Luther posted his ninety five Theses against the 
Merits of Indulgences on the church door at Wit- 



tenberg. That day was the birthday of the Refor- 

The burning of the Pope's Bull of Excommuni- 
cation in 1520. the Diet at Worms in L521, Luther's 

concealment in the castle of Wartburg, and his 
marriage in 1525, are matters of interest upon which 
we cannot dwell. It was daring his Wart burg cap- 
tivity that he translated the New Testament, pub- 
lished in 1522, into the mother-tongue of the Ger- 
man people. Alter giving them the Scriptures, he 
felt the need of psalms and hymns in tl'e German 
language, and employed others to supply them. 
He, himself, translated psalms and wrote hymns, 
to some of which he adapted tunes. Luther wove 
the Gospel into these hymns. Tliey were gladly 
received and widely circulated. A Romanist of 
the time wrote, " The whole people is singing itself 
into this Lutheran doctrine." The first collection 
of Luther's hymns was published in 1524. I lis 
death occurred* in 1546. 

The translator, the Rev. Frederic Henry Hedge, 
D.D., was born in Cambridge, Mass., in 1805; he 
was graduated at Harvard College in 1825; and was 
for many years a Unitarian minister. From 1872 to 
1881 he was professor in Harvard University. A 
translation first appeared in Gems of GermanVerae. 
edited by Dr. William Henry Furness, (second 
edition. 1859.) Here it is the same as that pub- 
lished by Dr. Hedge in Hymns for the Church of 
Christ, 1853. Dr. Hedge died Aug. 21, 1890. 

167 God's messengers of love. L. M. 

THEY come, God's messengers of love. 
They come from realms of peace above, 
From homes of never-fading light, 
From blissful mansions ever bright. 

2 They come to watch around us here, 
To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear : 
Ye heavenly guides, speed not away, 
God willeth you with us to stay. 

3 But chiefly at its journey's end 
'Tis yours the spirit to befriend, 
And whisper to the faithful heart, 

" O Christian soul, in peace depart." 

4 Blest Jesus, thou whose groans and tears 
Have sanctified frail nature's fears. 

To earth in bitter sorrow weighed, 
Thou didst not scorn thine angel's aid. 

5 An angel guard to us supply, 
AVhile ou the bed of death we lie; 
And by thine own almighty power 
O shield us in the last dread hour. 


The author's title was : Saint Michael and All 

Verbal changes have been made in every stanza, 
except the third. The following doxology closes 
the hymn : 

" To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
From all above and all below 
Let joyful praise unceasing flow." 

Rooert Campbell was by profession a lawyer. 
He resided in Edinburgh, and was for several vears 
a member of the Episcopal Church of Scotland. 
He contributed this hymn to Hymns and Anthems 
far l\se in the Holy Service of the Church, 1850, 
of which he was one of the editors. He subse- 
quently joined the Roman Catholic Church, and died 
in that communion in 1868. 

168 Security in God. L. M. 

GOD is our refuge and defense ; 
In trouble our unfailing aid: 
Secure in his omnipotence, 

What foe can make our souls afraid? 

2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, 
And mountains down the gulf be hurled, 

His people smile amid the shock : 

They look beyond this transient world. 

3 There is a river pure and bright, 
Whose streams make glad the heavenly 

plains ; 
Where, in eternity of light, 
The city of our God remains. 

4 Built by the word of his command, 
With his unclouded presence blest, 

Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand; 
There is our home, our hope, our rest. 


The first four verses of an excellent paraphrase of 
Psalm xlvi, in Songs of Zion, 1822. It is interest- 
ing to compare the metrical version with the au- 
thorized text : 

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present 
help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though 
the earth be removed, and though the mountains be 
carried into the midst of the sea ; though the 
waters thereof roar and be troubled, though 
the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. 
Selah. There is a river, the streams whereot shall 
make glad the city of God, the holy place of the 
tabernacles of the Most High. God is m the midst 
of her ; she shall not be moved : God shall help 
her, and that right early." 

169 The Saviour's tender care. L. M 

GOD of my life, whose gracious power 
Through varied deaths my soul hath 
Or turned aside the fatal hour, 
Or lifted up my sinking head; 



2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
Thy ruling providence I see ; 

Assist me still my course to run, 
And still direct my paths to thee. 

3 Whither, O whither should I fly, 
But to my loving Saviour's breast? 

Secure within thine arms to lie, 
And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 

4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art : 

I ever into ruin run, 

But thou art greater than my heart. 

5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
Lead me a way I have not known; 

Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
The heaven of loving thee alone. 


Composed of the first, second, ninth, eleventh, 
and fourteenth verses of a poem of fifteen stanzas, 
entitled At the Approach of Temptation. From 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

In two of the omitted stanzas the writer alludes 
to his providential preservation from death by 
shipwreck and fever : 

C " Oft hath the sea confessed Thy power, 
And gave me back to Thy command : 

It could not, Lord, my life devour, 
Safe in the hallow of Thy hand. 

6 " Oft from the margin of the grave, 
Thou, Lord, hast lifted up my head ; 

Sudden I found Thee near to save ; 
The fever owned Thy touch and fled." 

The author wrote, verse two, line three : 
" help me still my course to run." 

170 Quietness and assurance. L. M. 

HOW do Thy mercies close me round ! 
Forever be thy name adored ; 

1 blush in all things to abound ; 
The servant is above his Lord. 

2 Inured to poverty and pain, 

A suffering life my Master led ; 
The Son of God, the Son of man, 
He had not where to lay his head. 

3 But lo ! a place he hath prepared 
For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 

Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; 

He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 

4 Jesus protects ; my fears, be gone : 
What can the Rock of ages move ? 

Safe in thy arms I lay me down, 
Thine everlasting arms of love. 

5 While thou art intimately nigh, 
Who, who shall violate my rest? 

Sin, earth, and hell I now defy : 
I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 

6 I rest beneath the Almighty's shade ; 
My griefs expire, my troubles cease ; 

Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed, 
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 


Unaltered, from Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 
The author's title was : At Lying Down. The 
whole hymn is invested with new interest by this 
fact. The original lias four additional stanzas : 

7 "Me for Thine own Thou lovest to take, 
In time and in eternity ; 

Thou never, never wilt forsake 
A helpless worm that trusts in Thee. 

8 " Therefore in confidence I close 
My eyes, for Thine are open still ; 

My spirit lulled in calm repose, 
Waits for the counsels ol Thy will. 

9 " After Thy likeness let me rise, 

If here Thou will'st my longer stay ; 
Or close in mortal sleep my eyes, 
To open them in endless day. 

10 " Still let me run or end my race ; 
I cannot choose, I all resign ; 

Contract or lengthen out my days, 
Come life or death : for Christ is mine." 

1/1 The pilgrim's Guide. 8, 7, 4. 

GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land : 

1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with thy powerful hand : 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open now the crystal fountain, 
Whence the healing waters flow ; 

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, 

Lead me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliverer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 

Bear me through the swelling current ; 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 


The title of this hymn in Geoi'ge Whitefield's 
Collection, 1774, is : Christ a Sure Guide. 



One line, the third in verse three, has been 
changed. In the original it is: 

"Death of Deaths, and Hell's Destruction." 

Few persons are aware that there ever was a 
fourth stanza, the hymn is perfect without it : 

4 u Musing on my Habitation, 

Musing (.n my Iieav'nly Home, 
Fills my Boo] with Holy longing, 

Come, my Jesus, quickly o 
Vanity is all 1 see, 

Lord 1 long to be with Thee ! " 

Williams composed the hymn in the Welsh lan- 
guage. It is not certain that he translated it. It 
appeared in English in 1774. 

The Rev. William Williams has been called the 
" Watts of Wales." He was born in 1717. His 
''awakening" was due to an open-air sermon by 
the famous Welsh preacher, Howell Harris. Will- 
iams received deacon's orders in the Established 
Church, but subsequently became a preacher in 
the Calvinistie Methodist Connection. He lived 
till 1791. 

1/2 Infinite compassion. S. M. 

MY soul, repeat His praise, 
"Whose mercies are so great ; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 High as the heavens are raised 
Above the ground we tread, 

So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

3 His power subdues our sins ; 
And his forgiving love, 

Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

4 The pity of the Lord, 

To those that fear his name, 
Is such as tender parents feel : 
He knows our feeble frame. 

5 Our days are as the grass, 
Or like the morning flower: 

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field 
It withers in an hour. 

6 But thy compassions, Lord, 
To endless years endure ; 

And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 


Title: Abounding Compassion of God; o 
Mercy in tht Midst of Judgment. 

It is unaltered. Two stanzas, the second and 

sixth, are omitted : 

2 " God will not always chide. 

And when his strokes are felt, 
II is strokes are fewer than our crimes 

And lighter than our guilt. 

6 " He knows we are but dust 

Scattered by every breath ; 
His anger, like a rising wind, 

Can send us swift to death." 

It is an imitation of Psalm ciii, 8-18: 

" The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to 
anger, and plenteous in mercy. He will not 
always chide : neither will he keep his anger for- 
ever. He hath not dealt with us after our sins ; 
nor rewarded us according to our iniquities. For 
as the heaven is high above the earth, so L'reat is 
his mercy toward them that tear him. As far aa 
the east is from the west, so far hath he removed 
our transgressions from us. Like as a father pitieth 
his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear 
him. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth 
that we are dust. As for man, his days are as 
grass : as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. 
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone ; and 
the place thereof shall know it no more. But the 
mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlast- 
ing upon them that fear him, and his righteou>ne>s 
unto children's children ; to such as keep his 
covenant, and to those that remember his com- 
mandments to do them." 

Published in 1719. 

173 Omnipotent goodness. S. M. 

AWAY, my needless fear-. 
And doubts no longer mine; 
A ray of heavenly light appears. 
A messenger divine. 

2 Thrice comfortable hope. 

That calms my troubled breast ; 

My Father's hand prepares the cup, 
And what he wills is best. 

If what I wish is good. 

And suits the will divine. 
By earth and hell in vain withstood, 
I know it shall be mine. 

4 Still let them counsel take 
To frustrate his decree ; 

They cannot keep a blessing back. 
Be heaven designed for me. 

5 Here then I doubt no more, 
But in his pleasure rest, 

Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power. 
Engage to make me blest. 




Part of a long hymn consisting of ten double 
stanzas. The author wrote " stoiwiy" instead of 
" troubled " in verse two, line two. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

174 s. m. 

Through a glass, darkly. 1 Cor. xiii, 12. 

THY way is in the sea ; 
Thy paths we cannot trace ; 
Nor solve, O Lord, the mystery 
Of thy unbounded grace. 

2 Here the dark veils of sense 
Our captive souls surround ; 

Mysterious deeps of providence 
Our wondering thoughts confound. 

3 As through a glass we see 
The wonders of thy love ; 

How little do we know of thee, 
Or of the joys above ! 

4 In part we know thy will, 
And bless thee for the sight : 

Soon will thy love the rest reveal 
In glory's clearer light. 

5 With joy shall we survey 
Thy providence and grace ; 

And spend an everlasting day 
In wonder, love, and praise. 


From Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of 
Public Worship and Private Devotion. By John 
Fawcett. Leeds, 1782. The first stanza refers to 
Psalm lxxvii, 19: 

" Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the 
great waters, and thy footsteps are not known." 

The text of the last part is 1 Cor. xiii, 9: " We 
know in part." 

Two stanzas have been left out. The hymn has 
been altered in two ways : first, by a change in the 
meter from common to short; and, second, by 
changing the number. It is written in the first 
person singular throughout. These changes were 
probably made by Dr. James Floy, one of the 
editors of the hymn book of 1849. 

See No. 31. 

S. M. 

1 7 £5 Delight in God. 

LORD, I delight in thee, 
And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in every trouble flee, 
My best, my only Friend. 

2 When nature's streams are dried, 
Thy fullness is the same ; 

With this will I be satisfied, 
And glory in thy name. 

3 Who made my heaven secure, 
Will here all good provide : 

While Christ is rich, can I be poor? 
What can I want beside? 

4 I cast my care on thee ! 
I triumph and adore : 

Henceforth my great concern shall be 
To love and please thee more. 


The author's date is December 3, 1777. 

This hymn has been altered by changing it from 
common to short meter. Three verses have been 

The Rev. John R.yland, D.D., an English Baptist, 
was born in 1753. He was for some years president 
of a Baptist school at Bristol ; and was also one of 
the founders of the Baptist Missionary Society. 
He died in 1825. Ryland's Hymns and Verses on 
Sacred Subjects were reprinted by Daniel Sedgwick 
in his Library of Spiritual Songs. London, 1862. 

176 s.m. 

Thy gentleness hath made me great. Psa. xviii, 35. 

HOW gentle God's commands ! 
How kind his precepts are ! 
Come, cast your burdens on the Lo v d, 
And trust his constant care. 

2 Beneath his watchful eye 
His saints securely dwell ; 

That hand which bears all nature up 
Shall guard his children well. 

3 Why should this anxious load 
Press down your weary mind? 

Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
And sweet refreshment find. 

4 His goodness stands approved, 
Unchanged from day to day : 

I'll drop my burden at his feet, 
And bear a song away. 


The author's title is : God's Care a Remedy for 

The text of the hymn (nearly all Doddridge's 
hymns are written upon texts of Scripture) is : 

" Casting all your care upon him, for he careth 
for you." 1 Pet. v, 7. 

Some slight changes have been made. The sec- 
ond stanza begins : 

" While Providence supports 
Let Saints securely dwell." 

The second line of the fourth verse is: 

" Down to the present Day.'''' 

The last stanza would do credit to any poet ; to ex- 
change a "burden" for a "song" is a happy thought. 



From Hymns Founded on Various Texts in tlu 
Holy Scriptures. London, 1755. 
For biography of Doddridge, see No. 78. 


Afflictions blessed. 

S. M. 


OW tender is thy hand, 
O thou most gracious Lord ! 
A mictions came at thy command, 
And left us at thy word. 

2 How gentle was the rod 
That chastened us for sin ! 

How soon we found a smiling God 
Where deep distress had been ! 

3 A Father's hand we felt, 
A Father's love we knew : 

'Mid tears of penitence we knelt, 
And found his promise true. 

4 Now will we bless the Lord, 
And in his strength confide : 

Forever be his name adored, 
For there is none beside. 


In Tlie Mother' 1 s Hymn Booh, first edition, 1834. 
The first stanza is : 

" How tender is thy hand, 

O thou beloved Lord, 
Afflictions come at thy command, 

And leave us at thy word." 

One stanza, the fourth, is left out : 

" We told him all our grief; 

We thought of Jesus' love ; 
A sense of pardon brought relief, 

And bade our pangs remove." 

Thomas Hastings, editor, author, and Doctor of 
Music, was born in Connecticut in 1784. In youth 
he removed with his father to northern New York, 
and subsequently resided in New York city. He 
edited and largely contributed to the following 
works : Spiritual Songs, 1832 ; Christian Psalmist, 
1836: The Mother's Hymn Book, 1849; and Devo- 
tional Hymns and Religiovs Poems, 1850 ; and he 
was also the editor of a number of music books. 
He died in 1872. 

I/O -All things in Christ. S. M. 

11HOTJ very-present Aid 
_ In suffering and distress, 
The mind which still on thee is stayed, 
Is kept in perfect peace. 

2 The soul by faith reclined 

On the Redeemer's breast, 
'Mid raging storms, exults to find, 

An everlasting rest. 

2 Sorrow and fear are gone, 
Whene'er thy face appears; 

It stills the sighing orphan's moan, 
And dries the widow's tears. 

4 It hallows every cross; 
It sweetly comforts me; 

Makes me forget my every loss, 
And find my all in thee. 

5 Jesus, to whom I fly, 
Doth all my wishes fill ; 

What though created streams are dry? 
I have the fountain still. 

G Stripped of each earthly friend, 

I find them all in one; 
And peace and joy which never end, 

And heaven, in Christ alone. 


One of several compositions that the writer 
named Hymns for Widows. One double stanza, 
following the fourth verse, is omitted : 

" Peace to the troubled heart, 

Health to the sin-sick mind ; 
The wounded spirits balm Thou art, 

The Healer of mankind : 
In deep affliction blessed 

With Thee I mount above, 
And sing, triumphantly distressed, 

Thine all-sufficient love." 

A few verbal changes have been made in this 
hymn. From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

179 The Lord is my Shepherd. 1 1 . 

11HE Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall 
I know ; 
I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest ; 
He leadeth my soul where the still waters 
Restores me when wandering, redeems 
when oppressed. 

2 Through the valley and shadow of death 

though I stray, 
Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear ; 
Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my 
No harm can befall, with my Comforter 

3 In the midst of affliction my table is 

spread ; 

With blessings unmeasured my cup run- 
neth o"er ; 
With perfume and oil thou anointest my 
head ; 

O what shall I ask of thy providence 



4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful 
Still follow my steps till I meet thee 
above ; 
I seek — by the path which my forefathers 
Through the land of their sojourn — thy 
kingdom of love. 


Another of the many metrical versions of Psalm 
xxiii. Unaltered. 
From Songs of Zion, 1822. 
For a brief biography of Montgomery, see No. 5. 

180 The Shepherd of Israel. L. M. 6 1. 

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye : 
My noonday walks he shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
My weary, wandering steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow T , 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; 
The barren wilderness shall smile, 

With sudden greens and herbage crowned, 
And streams shall murmur all around. 

4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread. 

My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 


The real subject of the Spectator, No. 441, (1712,) 
is : Trust in the Supreme Being. 

At the close of the article the author says, " David 
has very beautifully represented this steady reliance 
on God Almighty in Psalm xxiii, which is a kind 
of pastoral hymn, and filled with those allusions 
which are usual in that kind of writing. As the 
poetry is very exquisite, I shall present my reader 
with the following translation of it." 

Addison's rendering is not so literal as the last 
by Montgomery, but it is far more beautiful. Un- 
altered, except that the order of the last two 
stanzas is reversed. 

131. The glories of Christ's kingdom. 7 t 

HAIL, to the Lord's Anointed, 
Great David's greater Son ! 
Hail, in the time appointed, 
His reign on earth begun ! 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free ; 
To take away transgression, 
And rule in equity. 

2 He comes with succor speedy 
To those who suffer wrong; 

To help the poor and needy, 
And bid the weak be strong; 

To give them songs for sighing, 
Their darkness turn to light, 

Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
Were precious in his sight. 

3 He shall descend like showers 
Upon the fruitful earth, 

And love and joy, like flowers, 
Spring in his path to birth : 

Before him, on the mountains, 
Shall peace, the herald, go, 

And righteousness, in fountains, 
From hill to valley flow. 

4 To him shall prayer unceasing, 
And daily vows ascend; 

His kingdom still increasing, 
A kingdom without end: 

The tide of time shall never 
His covenant remove ; 

His name shall stand forever; 
That name to us is Love. 


This beautiful hymn, eight stanzas in all, is 
founded upon Psalm lxxii. 

Montgomery wrote "come down" instead of 
"descend" in verse three, line one. And "For 
him" instead of "To him" in verse four, line 

The Psalms are a wonderful fountain of song, 
from which our sacred poets have drawn inspira- 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 

See No. 5. 

182 The guiding star. 7, 6 1. 

AS with gladness men of old 
Did the guiding star behold ; 
As with joy they hailed its light, 
Leading onward, beaming bright ; 
So, most gracious Lord, may we 
Evermore be led to thee. 



2 As with joyful steps they sped, 
To that lowly manger-bed, 

There to bend the knee before 
Him whom heaven and earth adore; 
So may we with willing feet 
Ever seek the mercy-seat. 

3 As they offered gifts most rare 
At that manger rude and bare ; 
So may we with holy joy, 
Pure, and free from sin's alloy, 
All our costliest treasures bring, 
Christ, to thee, our heavenly King. 

4 Holy Jesus, every day 
Keep us in the narrow way ; 
And, when earthly things are past, 
Bring our ransomed souls at last 
Where they need no star to guide, 
Where no clouds thy glory hide. 


Text: "When they saw the star, they rejoiced 
with exceeding <?reat joy." Matt, ii, 10. 

This elegant nymn was contributed to Hpmns 
Ancient ana Modem, 1861, in which it has this ad- 
ditional stanza : 

" In the heavenly country hright 
Need they no created light ; 
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, 
Thou its Sun which goes not down ; 
There forever mav we siiitj- 
Alleluias to our lung. Amen." 

William Chatterton Dix, a layman in the Church 
of England, was born in Bristol, Eng., in 1837. 


Joy to the Wo?'ld. 

C. M. 

JOY to the world! the Lord is come; 
Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns ; 
Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, 
Nor thorns infest the ground ; 

He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
And makes the nations prove 

The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 


Title: The Messiah's Coming and King 

A free rendering of the part of Psalm 

11 Sing unto the Lord with the harp ; with the 

harp, and the voice ot a psalm. With trumpet.- and 
sound of cornet make a joyful noise before the 
Lord, the King. Let the sea roar, and the fullness 
thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. 
Let the fio<>ds clap their hands : let the hills be 
joyful together before the Lord ; for he cometh 
to judge the earth: with righteousness shall he 
judge the world, and the people with equity." 

Published in 1719. The text is not altered. It 
i- strange that this glad song never found its way 
into our hymn book before. We welcome it at 
last. May it long remain ! 

1 84: Wonderful, Counselor, lsa. ix, C. C. M. 

TO us a Child of hope is born, 
To us a Son is given ; 
Him shall the tribes of earth obey. 
Him, all the hosts of heaven. 

2 His name shall be the Prince of peace, 
For evermore adored ; 

The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
The great and mighty Lord. 

3 His power, increasing, still shall spread; 
His reign no end shall know ; 

Justice shall guard his throne above. 
And peace abound below. 

4 To us a Child of hope is born. 
To us a Son is given ; 

The W T onderful, the Counselor, 
The mighty Lord of heaven. 


Part of a paraphrase of lsa. ix, 2-S. The last 
stanza is a repetition of parts of the first and 
second, and has been added by some hymnal 
editor; otherwise it is unaltered. * The first' three 
verses, as published by the author in the Para- 
phrases appended to the Scotch version of the 
Psalms, are omitted. 

The Eev. John Morrison. D.D., (1749-1793,) 
was a clergyman of the National Church of Scotland; 
he was one of the editors of the above-mentioned 
Paraphrases, and has the credit of being the author 
of several of them. Date of authorship, 1770. 

185 The Saviour's advent. C. M. 

HARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour 
The Saviour promised long; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 



2 He comes, the prisoner to release, 
In Satan's bondage held ; 

The gates of brass before him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
To clear the mental ray, 

And on the eyes oppressed with night 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
The wounded soul to cure, 

And, with the treasures of his grace, 
To enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim, 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 


Title : Christ's Message. This is Dr. Doddridge's 
masterpiece. It was written to be sung at the 
close of a Christmas sermon, preached Dec. 28, 
1735. The text of the sermon, and of the hymn as 
well, is Luke iv, 18, 19 : 

" The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he 
hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; 
he hath sent me to heal the hroken-hearted, to 
preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering 
of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that arc 
bruised, to preach the acceptable year of the 

Two inferior stanzas, the second and sixth, have 
been omitted. The third line of the third stanza 
in the original is : 

" And on the Eye- Balls of the Blind." 

It also has "bleeding" instead of " wounded " 
in the fourth stanza. 
See No. 78. 

186 The star in the East. 11, 10. 

BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are 
shining ; 
Low lies his bed with the beasts of the 
stall ; 
Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, — 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly de- 

Odors of Edom and offerings divine ? 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 

Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 

mine ? 

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
Vainly with gifts would his favor secure ; 

Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 


The title given to this hymn in the Memoirs of 
Heber is Star of the East. It was first published 
in the Christian Observer in 1811, and is found in 
Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church 
Service, 1827. 

The second line of the second stanza should 

u Low lies his head" etc. 

In verse three, line four, the original has u or 
gold " instead of " and gold." 
See No. 62. 

187 Star of Bethlehem. L. M. 

WHEN, marshaled on the nightly plain, 
The glittering host bestud the sky, 
One star alone of all the train 

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 

2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 
From every host, from every gem ; 

But one alone the Saviour speaks, 
It is the Star of Bethlehem. 

3 Once on the raging seas I rode, 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
The wind that tossed my foundering 

4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
Death- struck, I ceased the tide to stem; 

When suddenly a star arose, 
It was the Star of Bethlehem. 

5 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 

And, through the storm and danger's thrall, 
It led me to the port of peace. 

6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, 
I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 

For ever and for evermore, 

The Star, the Star of Bethlehem. 




In this hymn, from the third verse to the end, 
the writer gives, in highly poetical language, the 
story of his own christian experience, his awaken- 
ing, the intense anxiety that followed, and the 
peace and rest that he found at lust. Unaltered, 
from tin.' author's poems. 

For biographical sketch of Henry Kirke White, 
see No. 22. 

loo Peace on earth, good-will to men. 8, 7. 

HARK ! what mean those holy voices, 
Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
Lo! the angelic host rejoices; 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Listen to the wondrous story, 
Which they chant in hymns of joy : 

' ' Glory in the highest, glory, 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 "Peace on earth, good- will from heaven, 
Reaching far as man is found ; 

Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ! 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 

4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 
Heaven and earth his praises sing ; 

O receive whom God appointed, 

For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 

5 ' ' Hasten, mortals, to adore him ; 
Learn his name and taste his joy ; 

Till in heaven ye sing before him, 
' Glory be to God most high ! ' " 


For Christmas Day. 

Several slight verbal changes have been made 
since the hymn was first published. 

Original Lines. 
Verse one, line two : 

" Sweetly warbling in the skies." 
Verse one, line three : 

"Sure the angelic host rejoices." 
Verse one, line four : 

"Loudest hallelujahs rise." 
Verse four, line two : 

" Heaven and earth his glory sing ! 
Verse four, line three : 

"Glad receive whom God appointed." 

Each stanza in the original was followed by a 
" Hallelujah." These changes were, without 
doubt, made by Dr. Thomas Cotterill, for his Shef- 
field Collection, 1810 to 1819. 

Lyra Britannica gives an additional stanza : 

" Let us learn the wondrous story 

Of our great Redeemer's birth ; 
Spread the brightness of his glory 

Till it cover all the earth." 

The Eev. John Oawood, an English clergyman, 
was born in 1775 ; was a farmer's son, and his early 
advantages were not of the best. He succeeded, 
notwithstanding, in entering St. Edmond's Hall, 
Oxford, and was graduated in 1801. Cawood was 
the author of some twenty hymns, which appeared 
in various collections. He died in 1852. 

189 Adoring the holy Child. 8, 7, 4. 

ANGELS, from the realms of glory, 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; 
Ye who sang creation's story, 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding, 
Watching o'er your flocks by night, 

God with man is now residing; 
Yonder shines the infant light: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

3 Sages, leave your contemplations, 
Brighter visions beam afar; 

Seek the great Desire of nations ; 
Ye have seen his natal star : 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

4 Saints, before the altar bending, 
Watching long in hope and fear, 

Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
In his temple shall appear : 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 
Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 

Justice now revokes the sentence, 
Mercy calls you, — break your chains: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 


Title : Good Tidings of Great Joy to All 

Found in the author's Christian Psalmist, 
1825; and in CotteriWs Selection^ 1819. It is 
unaltered, from Montgomery's Original Hymns, 

For biographical notes of author, see No. 5 



190 God incarnate. 1. 

HARK ! the herald-angels sing, 
11 Glory to the newborn King; 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
God and sinners reconciled." 

2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise. 
Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
AYith angelic hosts proclaim, 

" Christ is born in Bethlehem." 

3 Christ, by highest heayen adored, 
Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ; 
Hail, incarnate Deity ! 

4 Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace ! 
Hail the Sun of righteousness ! 

Light and life to all he brings, 
Risen with healing in his wings. 


Hymn for Christmas Day. It has ten stanzas in 
all, and is found in Hymns and Soared Fbems, 
1739. The first couplet has been changed. Wesley 
wrote : 

" Hark how all the welkin rings, 

Glory to the King of kings.'''' 

The change was made bv the Kev. Martin Madan 
in 1760, and was adopted by John Wesley in some 
of bis collections. 

Some of the omitted stanzas illustrate that well- 
known characteristic of the author— his intense de- 
tire for personal holiness. 

" Come, Desire of nations, come, 
Fix in us Thy humble home ; 
Kise, the woman's conquering seed, 
Bruise in us the serpent's head. 

"Adam's likeness, Lord, efface, 
Stamp Thy image in its place; 
Second Adam from above, 
Reinstate us in Thy love." 

191 Prince of peace. 7. 

BRIGHT and joyful is the morn, 
For to us a Child is born ; 
From the highest realms of heayen, 
Unto us a Son is giyen. 

2 On his shoulder he shall bear 
Power and majesty, and wear, 
On his vesture and his thigh, 
Names most awful, names most high. 

3 Wonderful in counsel he, 
Christ, the incarnate Deity; 
Sire of ages, ne'er to cease ; 

King of kings, and Prince of peace. 

4 Come and worship at his feet; 
Yield to him the homage meet ; 
From the manger to the throne, 
Homage due to God alone. 


Title : The Names and Offices of Christ. Another 
rendering of La. ix, 6 : 

" For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is 
given : and the government shall be upon his 
shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, 
Counselor, The Mighty God, The Everlasting 
Father, The Prince of Peace." 

From the Christian Psalmist, 1825. 

The word Christ has heen inserted in the second 
line of the third stanza, and left out of the second 
line of the fourth stanza, where u Aiw" takes its 
place. The author wrote, verse four, line three : 

" From his manger to his throne." 
See No. 5. 

C. M. 


Good tidings of great joy. Luke ii, 10. 

WHILE shepherds watched their flocks 
by night, 
All seated on the ground, 
The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 "Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread 
Had seized their troubled mind, — 

"Glad tidings of great joy I bring, 
To you and all mankind. 

3 "To you, in David's town, this day 
Is born, of David's line. 

The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
And this shall be the sign: 

4 ' ' The heavenly babe you there shall find 
To human view displayed, 

All meanly wrapped in swathing-bands, 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith 
Appeared a shining throng 

Of angels, praising God on high, 
Who thus addressed their song : 

6 "All glory be to God on high, 
And to the earth be peace : 

Good- will henceforth from heaven to men, 
Begin and never cease." 


For biographical notes of Tate and Brady, see 
No. 13. It is not certain that either of them wrote 
this hymn, which has been traced to the Appendi> 



of the .\> 'r Vernon of tW /Vsfau, published in 
1703. The author is really unknown. 

The hymn is a very literal rendering of Luke ii, 
S-14, and the versifier was too modest to claim 
what he knew belonged to St. Luke. 

193 Glory to God in the highest. C. M. 

TITORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
1VL And chant the solemn lay; 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine, 
To hail the auspicious day. 

2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 
And sweet seraphic fire 

Through all the shining legions ran, 
And strung and tuned the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
And loud the echo rolled ; 

The theme, the song, the joy, was new, — 
Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 
The impetuous torrent ran ; 

And angels flew, with eager joy, 
To bear the news to man. 

5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 
And glory leads the song : 

Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
The harmonious heavenly throng. 

6 With joy the chorus we repeat, 
"Glory to God onagri!'' 

Good- will and peace are now complete, 
Jesus was born to die. 

7 Hail, Prince of life, forever hail ! 
Redeemer, Brother, Friend! 

Though earth, and time, and life shall fail. 
Thy praise shall never end. 


Title : The Nativity of Christ. 

This hymn has been improved by the omission 
of two inferior stanzas. 

The Kev. Samuel Medley was born in Hertford- 
shire, Eng., in 1738 ; was piously brought up, but. 
entering the navy, led for awhile a careless and 
wicked life. Being severely wounded, he was al- 
lowed to return home, where, through the efforts 
of a pious grandfather, he was led to accept Christ 
At length he entered the ministry, and was for 
many years pastor of a Baptist church in Liver- 
pool. He died in 1799. His hymns, two hundred 
and thirty in number, were collected and published 
in the following year. 

The author wrote, verse four, line one : 

"Down to the portals,*' etc. 
From a London GMeetim. 1788. 

1 y4 Chrittma* carol. CM. 

IT came upon the midnight clear, 
That glorious song of old, 
From angels bending near the earth 

To touch their harps of gold; 
"Peace on the earth, good-will to men, 

From heaven's all-gracious King." 
The world in solemn stillness lav 
To hear the angel's sing. 

2 Still through the cloven skies they come 
With peaceful wings unfurled, 

And still their heavenly music floats 

O'er all the weary world ; 
Above its sad and lowly plains 

They bend on hovering wing, 
And ever o'er its Babel sounds 

The blessed angels sing. 

3 But with the woes of sin and strife 
The world has suffered long; 

Beneath the angel-strain have rolled 
Two thousand years of wrong; 

And man, at war with man, hears not 
The love song which they bring : 

O hush the noise, ye men of strife. 
And hear the angels sing! 

4 And ye, beneath life's crushing load, 
"Whose forms are bending low. 

Who toil along the climbing way 

With painful steps and slow. 
Look now ! for glad and golden hours 

Come swiftly on the wing: 
rest beside the weary road, 

And hear the angels sing ! 

5 For lo ! the days are hastening on 
By prophet-bards foretold, 

When with the ever-circling years 

Comes round the age of gold ; 
When peace shall over all the earth 

Its ancient splendors fling, 
And the whole world give back the song 

Which now the angels sing. 


Title: Peace on Forth. 

This is not. strictly speaking, a hymn, but a very 
elegant poem, it first appeared in the Christian 
Rquter. Boston, Dec. 29, 1849. 

The Rev. Edmund Hamilton Sears, D.D., (1810- 
1876,) was a native of Massachusetts ; was graduated 
at Union College, N. Y., in 1854, and at the 
Cambridge Divinity School in 1837. He received 
the degree of D.D. from his Alma Mater in 
1871. While pastor of several Unitarian churches 
in Massachusetts, he found time to write several 
prose works, and to contribute to various period- 



A few worrls have been altered since this hymn 
was first published. 

Verse two, line six : 

"They bend on heavenly wing." 
Verse three, line one : 

" Yet with the woes of sin and strife." 

Verse three, line two : 

" The world hath suffered long." 

Verse five, line seven : 
" And the whole world send back the song." 

195 Christinas anthem. CM. 

CALM on the listening ear of night, 
Come heaven's melodious strains, 
Where wild Judea stretches far 

Her silver-mantled plains ; 
Celestial choirs from courts above 

Shed sacred glories there ; 
And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
Make music on the air. 

2 The answering hills of Palestine 
Send back the glad reply, 

And greet from all their holy heights 

The Dayspring from on high : 
O'er the blue depths of Galilee 

Their comes a holier calm ; 
And Sharon waves in solemn praise 

Her silent groves of palm. 

3 " Glory to God! " the lofty strain 
The realm of ether fills ; 

How sweeps the song of solemn joy 

O'er Judah's sacred hills! 
11 Glory to God ! " the sounding skies 

Loud with their anthems ring : 
"Peace on the earth; good- will to men, 

From heaven's eternal King." 

4 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! 
The Saviour now is born : 

More bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains 
Breaks the first Christmas morn; 

And brighter on Moriah's brow, 
Crowned with her temple spires, 

Which first proclaim the newborn light, 
Clothed with its orient fires. 

5 This day shall Christian tongues be mute, 
And Christian hearts be cold? 

O catch the anthem that from heaven 
O'er Judah's mountains rolled ! 

When nightly burst from seraph-harps 

The high and solemn lay, — 
"Glory to God; on earth be peace; 

Salvation comes to-day ! " 


This Christmas Song was first published in the 
Boston Observer in 1834, and was afterward amend- 
ed by the author, and appeared in its present form 
in The Monthly Religious Magazine. Boston, 1866. 

Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes pronounced it one of 
the finest and most beautiful hymns ever written. 

This is the author's latest revision. 

See No. 194. 

1 9 D Patience of Jesus. CM. 

WHAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 
Around thy steps below ! 
What patient love was seen in all 
Thy life and death of woe ! 

2 For, ever on thy burdened heart 
A weight of sorrow hung ; 

Yet no ungentle, murmuring word 
Escaped thy silent tongue. 

3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 
Thy friends unfaithful prove ; 

Unwearied in forgiveness still, 
Thy heart could only love. 

4 O give us hearts to love like thee, 
Like thee, O Lord, to grieve 

Far more for others' sins, than all 
The wrongs that we receive. 

5 One with thyself, may every eye 
In us, thy brethren, see 

That gentleness and grace that spring 
From union, Lord, with thee. 


Author's title : The Forgiving One. 

"Grace is poured into thy lips." Psa. xlv, 2. 

Given verbatim from the author's Miscellaneous 
Hymns, 1839. 

Sir Edward Denny, Bart., was born in Ireland 
in 1796. He was an earnest millenarian, and pref- 
aced his Hymns and Poems, 1848, with a disserta- 
tion on this favorite topic. Died 1889. 

19/ A present help. CM. 

WE may not climb the heavenly steeps 
To bring the Lord Christ down; 
In vain we search the lowest deeps, 
For him no depths can drown. 

2 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet 

A present help is he ; 
And faith has yet its Olivet. 

And love its Galilee. 


3 The healing of the seamless dress 
Is by our beds of pain ; 

We touch him in life's throng and press, 
And we are whole again. 

4 Through him the first fond prayers are 

Our lips of childhood frame ; 
The last low whispers of our dead 
Are burdened with his name. 

5 O Lord and Master of us all, 
Whate'er our name or sign, 

We own thy sway, we hear thy call, 
We test our lives by thine ! 


This is part of a beautiful poem of thirty-eight 
stanzas, entitled Our Master. The hymn is made 
up of verses five, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and 
sixteen, verbatim. 

This hymn appeared in the Congregationalist, 
Boston, Aug. 16, 1867. 

John Greenleaf Whittier was born in Haverhill, 
Mass., in 1807. His early religious education, 
which was received among the Society of Friends, 
has influenced his whole life. Whittier first gained 
reputation as a poet by a volume, entitled Voices of 
Freedom. Since then he has produced several 
works in prose and poetry, all of which have been 
well received. He died September 7, 1892. 

198 The Transfiguration. CM. 

THE chosen three, on mountain height, 
While Jesus bowed in prayer, 
Beheld his vesture glow with light, 
His face shine wondrous fair. 

2 And lo ! with the transfigured Lord, 
Leader and seer they saw ; 

With Carmel's hoary prophet stood 
The giver of the law. 

3 From the low-bending cloud above, 
Whence radiant brightness shone, 

Spake out the Father's voice of love, 
" Hear my beloved Son! " 

4 Lord, lead us to the mountain height ; 
To prayer's transfiguring glow ; 

And clothe us with the Spirit's might 
For grander work below. 


Written and contributed to this Hymnal by the 
author in 1877. 

The Eev. David Hough Ela, D.D., a clergyman 
of the Methodist Episcopal Church, was born in 
Maine in 1831 ; was graduated at the Wesleyan Uni- 

versity in 1857: ordained Deacon in 1860, and El- 
der in 1862. He has been in the regular work 
of the pastorate, excepting two years, when he 
was principal of East Greenwich Seminary, and 
four years' service as a Presiding Elder. 

199 The Transfiguration. L. M. 

WONDROUS type ! O vision fair 
Of glory that the Church shall share, 
Which Christ upon the mountain shows, 
Where brighter than the sun he glows ! 

2 From age to age the tale declare, 
How with the three disciples there, 
Where Moses and Elias meet, 

The Lord holds converse high and sweet. 

3 With shining face and bright array, 
Christ deigns to manifest to-day 
What glory shall be theirs above, 
Who joy in God with perfect love. 

4 And faithful hearts are raised on high, 
By this great vision's mystery ; 

For which in joyful strains we raise 
The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise. 

5 O Father, with the Eternal Son, 
And Holy Spirit, ever One, 
Vouchsafe to bring us by thy grace 
To see thy glory face to face. 


Title: Ccelestis forman Glorias. 

The third verse of this hymn has been omitted : 

" The chosen witnesses stand nigh, 
Of Grace, the Law, and Prophecy, 
And from the cloud the Holy One 
Bears record to the Only Son." 

Dr. Neale's translation is found in the Hymnal 
Noted, 1851. It was largely altered by the editors 
of Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861. 

The Eev. John Mason Neale, D.D., was born in 
1818 ; was graduated at Trinity College, Cambridge, 
in 1840, and entered holy orders in 1842. _ In 1846 
he was appointed Warden of the Sackville Col- 
lege, which office he retained until his death, 
in 1866. 

Dr. Neale was a voluminous writer, but his fame 
was won as a hymnologist, and largely as a trans- 
lator of valuable mediasval hymns. Next to writ- 
ing a first-class poem, it is a work of difficulty and 
merit to translate one from another tongue. To 
transfer the soul of a hvmn into a new body — accli- 
matize it, and make it iive— requires genius such as 
few possess. Dr. Neale did it on a grand scale, and 
the English-speaking churches are greatly indebted 
to him. 



200 Hermon. L. M. 

MASTER, it is good to be 
High on the mountain here with thee, 
Where stand revealed to mortal gaze 
Those glorious saints of other days, 
Who once received on Horeb's height 
The eternal laws of truth and right, 
Or caught the still small whisper, higher 
Than storm, than earthquake, or than lire. 

2 O Master, it is good to be 
Entranced, enwrapt, alone with thee ; 
And watch thy glistering raiment glow 
Whiter than Hermon's whitest snow ; 
The human lineaments that shine 
Irradiant with a light divine; 

Till we too change from grace to grace, 
Gazing on the transfigured face. 

3 O Master, it is good to be 

Here on the holy mount with thee: 
When darkling in the depth of night, 
When dazzled with excess of light, 
We bow before the heavenly voice 
That bids bewildered souls rejoice, 
Though love wax cold, and faith be dim, 
" This is my Son, O hear ye him." 


The words of Peter at the Transfiguration are 
very prominent in the hymn : 

" Master, it is good for us to be here." Mark ix, 5. 

The second stanza has been omitted : 

2 " O Master, it is good to be 

With Thee, and with Thy faithful three : 

Here, where the Apostle's heart of rock 

Is nerved against temptation's shock ; 

Here where the Son of Thunder learns 

The thought that breathes, and word that burns ; 

Here where on eagle's wings we move 

With him whose last best creed is love." 

In 1853 the author visited the Holy Land, and 
gave a description of his tour to the public in 
Sinai and Palestine. It is quite possible that there 
is some connection between this hymn and the 
author's visit to Mount Hermon. 

The Rev. Arthur Penrhyn Stanley, D.D., was 
born in Alderley, England, in 1815. At the age 
of fourteen years he entered the famous Rugby 
school, Dr. Thomas Arnold, head master, lie is 
said to be the original Arthur, who won the heart 
of "Tom Brown" by kneeling in the presence of 
the rough noisy boys, and saying his prayer 
before going to bed. In 1837 he was graduated at 
Baliol College, Oxford. In 1856 he was appointed 
Professor of Ecclesiastical History at Oxford. His 
Eastern Church and Jewish Church are some of the 
results of his professorship. In 1864 he accepted 
the office of Dean of Westminster, which he held 
until his death in 1881. 

20 1 deceive thy sight. Luke xviii, 42. L. M. 

WHEN the blind suppliant in the way, 
By friendly hands to Jesus led, 
Prayed to behold the light of day, 

"Receive thy sight," the Saviour said. 

2 At once he saw the pleasant rays 
That lit the glorious firmament ; 

And, with firm step and words of praise, 
He followed where the Master went. 

3 Look down in pity, Lord, we pray, 
On eyes oppressed by moral night, 

And touch the darkened lids, and say, 
The gracious words, " Receive thy sight." 

4 Then, in clear daylight, shall we see 
Where walked the sinless Son of God 

And, aided by new strength from thee, 
Press onward in the path he trod. 


From an edition of Bryant' 's Poems, published 
by D. Appleton & Co., New York, 1874. It is un- 
altered and entire. 

William Cullen Bryant was born in Cumming- 
ton, Mass., in 1794; spent two years at Williams 
College, after which he studied law and practiced 
about ten years. In 1826 he connected himself 
with the JYew York Evening Post, and continued 
to be one of its editors and proprietors to the day 
of his death, in 1878. Bryant is known as one oi 
the ablest and sweetest of American poets. Many 
editions of his poems have been published. He 
also made an excellent translation of Homer's 
Iliad and Odyssey. 

202 Meekness of Christ. L. M. 

HOW beauteous were the marks divine, 
That in thy meekness used to shine, 
That lit thy lonely pathway, trod 
In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 

2 O who like thee, so mild, so bright, 
Thou Son of man, thou Light of light? 
O who like thee did ever go 

So patient, through a world of woe? 

3 O who like thee so humbly bore 
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before? 
So meek, so lowly, yet so high, 

So glorious in humility? 

4 And death, that sets the prisoner free, 
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee ; 
Yet love through all thy torture glowed, 
And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 



5 O wondrous Lord, my soul would be 
Still more and more eonformed to thee, 
And learn of thee, the lowly One, 
And like thee, all my journey run. 


Title: 1 In inn to the Redeemer. 
The original has seven ei^ht-line stanzas. Slight 
changes have been made in three lines. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line four : 

"In wondrous love, oh Lamb of God ! " 
Verse two, line one : 

" Oh ! who like Thee, so calm, so bright." 
Verse three, line three : 

" So meek, forgiving, God-like, high." 

From Christian Ballads and Poems. Oxford, 
1855. Written in 1838. 

Arthur Cleveland Coxe, D.D., one of the 
Bishops of the Protestant Episcopal Church, was 
born at Mendham, N. J., in 1818; and was edu- 
cated at the University of New York, and at the 
General Theological Seminary. 

He was ordained in 1841, and in 1862 was conse- 
crated Bishop of the Diocese of VVestern New 
York. He died July 20, 1896. 

203 The tears of Jesus. 8, 7, 7. 

JESUS wept ! those tears are over, 
But his heart is still the same ; 
Kinsman, Friend, and elder Brother, 
Is his everlasting name. 

Saviour, who can love like thee, 
Gracious One of Bethany? 

2 When the pangs of trial seize us, 
When the waves of sorrow roll, 

I w T ill lay my head on Jesus, 
Pillow of the troubled soul. 
Surely, none can feel like thee, 
Weeping One of Bethany ! 

3 Jesus wept ! and still in glory, 

He can mark each mourner's tear; 
Living to retrace the story 
Of the hearts he solaced here. 
Lord, when I am called to die, 
Let me think of Bethany. 

4 Jesus wept ! that tear of sorrow 
Is a legacy of love; 

Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow, 
He the same doth ever prove. 
Thou art all in all to me, 
Living One of Bethany ! 


The author's title is : The Grave of Bethany. 
The seriptural basis of the hymn is the brief but 
touching declaration of John xi, 35: "Jesus 

Two words have been changed. 

Original Lines: 
Verse two, line four : 

" Refuge of the troubled soul." 
Verse three, line three : 

" Loving to retrace the story." 
The first stanza is omitted : 

1 " Who is this in silence bending 

O'er a dark sepulchral cave? 
Sympathetic sorrow blending 

With the tears around that grave ? 
Christ the Lord is standing by, 
At the tomb of Bethany." 

This hymn, which was ascribed to Sir Edward 
Denny, we are glad to restore to its author. 

From The Gates of Praise. New York, edition 

For biographical sketch, see No. 1016. 


204: Glorying in the cross. 

IN the cross of Christ I glory, 
Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 

Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
Light and love upon my way, 

From the cross the radiance streaming 
Adds more luster to the day. 

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
By the cross are sanctified ; 

Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 

All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 


Title : The Cross of Christ. 

This grand hymn — unaltered and entire — is 
from the authors* Hi/mns. London, 1825. In his 
preface he says : " This little book is intended as 
a sequel to the Matins and Vespers." 

See No. 150. 



20o Lessons of the cross. 7. 

NEVER further than Thy cross; 
Never higher than thy feet : 
Here earth's precious things seem dross : 
Here earth's bitter things grow sweet. 

2 Gazing thus our sin we see, 
Learn thy love while gazing thus ; 

Sin which laid the cross on thee, 
Love which bore the cross for us. 

3 Here we learn to serve and give, 
And, rejoicing, self deny ; 

Here we gather love to live, 
Here we gather faith to die. 

4 Pressing onward as we can, 

Still to this our hearts must tend ; 
Where our earliest hopes began, 
There our last aspirings end ; 

5 Till amid the hosts of light, 
We in thee redeemed, complete, 

Through thy cross made pure and white, 
Cast our crowns before thy feet. 


Title: The Cross. From a volume of the author's 
poems, entitled The Women of the Gospel, the 
Three Wakings, and Other Poems. New York, 

One stanza, the fourth, of the original has been 
omitted : 

4 " Symbols of our liberty 
And our service here unite, 
Captives by Thy Cross set free, 
Soldiers of' Thy Cross we fight." 

Mrs. Charles, an English lady, is the author of 
the well-known book, Chronicles of the Schonberg- 
Cotta Family. She is also the author of a number 
of hymns and translations, and has written a work 
on hymnology of considerable value, entitled TJie 
Voice of Christian Life in Song. London, 1858. 
She was born in 1828, died 1896. 

SO 6 Sinai, Tabor, Calvary. 

WHEN on Sinai's top I see 
God descend, in majesty, 
To proclaim his holy law, 
All my spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When, in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
At the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would forever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary. 


The author's title is : The Three Mountains. The 
contrast of Calvary with Sinai in this hymn is very 
line. The second stanza represents Tabor as the 
Mount of Transfiguration. Most recent writers are 
in favor of Hermon, which might be substituted in 
the second stanza. 

From The Christian Psalmist, 1825. It first ap- 

f 'eared in William B. Collyer's Collection, 1812. 
t is unaltered. 

207 cm. 

The second Man is the Lord from heaven. 1 Cor. 
xv, 47. 

PRAISE to the Holiest in the height, 
And in the depth be praise; 
In all his words most wonderful, 
Most sure in all his ways. 

2 O loving wisdom of our God ! 
When all was sin and shame, 

A second Adam to the fight 
And to the rescue came. 

3 O wisest love ! that flesh and blood, 
Which did in Adam fail, 

Should strive afresh against the foe, 
Should strive and should prevail. 

4 O generous love ! that he, who smote 
In Man for man the foe, 

The double agony in Man 
For man should undergo ; 

5 And in the garden secretly, 
And on the cross on high, 

Should teach his brethren, and inspire 
To suffer and to die. 


Written in 1865, and published in the author's 
Verses on Various Occasions, 18K8. It is found in 
a dramatic poem, entitled The Dream of Gerontius. 
Gerontius dies — has a dialogue with an angel — 
hears choirs of angels sin? — this hymn is sung by 
the " Fifth Chnir of Angelicals." He then desires 
a sight of his Saviour, which is granted; where- 
upon he prays that he may be sent to purgatory. 
He is accommodated, and the poem leaves him 

The author wrote "their foe" in verse three, 
line three. 

One verse, the fourth, has been omitted, but it 
is no loss. 

The Rev. John Henry Newman, D.D., was born 
in London in 1801 ; was crraduated at Oxford in 
1820, and for several years was a tutor in the college. 


Be was a leader of the High Church party from 
the fir.-t. and had great influence among the young 
men at Oxford. He was ordained in the Church 
of England, but in 1S45 left that communion and 
united with the Roman Catholics. Tie was made a 
cardinal in 1879. He died in London, Aug. 11, 1890, 

208 The power of the cross. L. M. 

WE sing the praise of Him who died, 
Of him who died upon the cross ; 
The sinner's hope let men deride, 

For this we count the world but loss. 

2 Inscribed upon the cross we see, 
In shining letters, " God is Love;' 1 

He bears our sins upon the tree, 
He brings us mercy from above. 

3 The cross ! it takes our guilt away ; 
It holds the fainting spirit up ; 

It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
And sweetens every bitter cup. 

4 It makes the coward spirit brave, 
And nerves the feeble arm for fight ; 

It takes its terror from the grave, 

And gilds the bed of death with light : 

5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
The measure and the pledge of love, 

The sinner's refuge here below, 

The angel's theme in heaven above. 


Text: "But God forbid that 1 should glory, 
save in the cross." Gal. vi, 14. 

This is new to the collection, and is an exact re- 
print of the hymn as found in the author's Hymns 
on Various Passages of Scripture, 1815. 

See No. 54. 

209 The hidings of the Fathers face. L. M. 

FROM Calvary a cry was heard, 
A bitter and heart-rending cry; 
My Saviour! every mournful word 
Bespeaks thy soul's deep agony. 

2 A horror of great darkness fell 
On thee, thou spotless, holy One ! 

And all the swarming hosts of hell 
Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 

3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep dis- 

These thou couldst bear, nor once repine ; 
But when Jehovah veiled his face, 
Unutterable pangs were thine. 

4 Let the dumb world its silence break ; 
Let pealing anthems rend the sky; 

Awake, my sluggish soul, awake, 
He died, that we might never die. 

5 Lord, on thy cross I fix mine eye : 
Tf e'er I lose its strong control, 

O let that dying, piercing cry, 

Melt and reclaim my wandering soul. 


The Scripture basis of this hymn is Matt, xxvii, 

" And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a 
loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani ? 
that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou for- 
saken me ? " 

The author wrote, verse one, line two : 

" A loud reiterated cry." 

Verse two, lines two, three, and four : 

" On Thee the Immaculate the Just, 
Jlie congregated hosts of hell 
Combined to shake the filial trust" 

Verse three, line two : 

" These thou couldst bear and not repine." 
Verse four, line one : 

" Let the dumb world her silence break." 
Verse four, line four : 

" He died that we may never die." 
Verse live, line two : 

" If e'er I lose itspiire controul." 

From Morning Thoughts in Prose and Verse, on 
SriigU Verses in the Successive Chapters of St. Slat- 
thew, by a Country Clergyman. Fourth edition. 
London, 1825. 

This "country clergyman" is said to have been 
the Rev. John 'William Cunningham, for many 
years Head Master of Harrow School. He lived 
from 1780 till 1861. 

210 Atonement made. L. M. 

TTUS finished! the Messiah dies, — 

X Cut off for sins, but not his own ; 
Accomplished is the sacrifice, 

The great redeeming work is done. 

2 'Tis finished! all the debt is paid; 
Justice divine is satisfied ; 

The grand and full atonement made; 
Christ for a guilty world hath died. 

3 The veil is rent ; in him alone 
The living way to heaven is seen; 

The middle wall is broken down, 
And all mankind may enter in. 



4 The types and figures are fulfilled ; 
Exacted is the legal pain ; 

The precious promises are sealed ; 
The spotless Lamb of God is slain. 

5 Death, hell, and sin are now subdued ; 
All grace is now to sinners given ; 

And, lo ! I plead the atoning blood, 
And in thy right I claim my heaven. 

Scripture text: "It is finished." John xix, 30. 

From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 
In the last hue of the second stanza, Wesley wrote : 

" God for a guilty world hath died." 
And in the first line of the third : 

" The veil is rent in Christ alone." 
Three stanzas are omitted. 

211 Globing in the cross. L. M. 

WHEN I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down : 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 


The author's title was : Crucifixion to the World 
by the Cross of Christ. 
The text is Gal. vi, 14 : 

" But God forbid that I should glory, save in the 
cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world 
is crucified unto me, and I unto the world." 

This excellent hymn was first inserted in our 
hymn book in 1849. 
One stanza, the fourth, is omitted: 

; ' His dying crimson like a robe 
Spread o'er his body on the tree, 

Then I am dead to all' the globe, 
And all the globe is dead to me." 

Unaltered. From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 
book iii, 1707. 

2 1.2 Christ crticlfied. L. M. 

EXTENDED on a cursed tree, 
Covered with dust, and sweat, and 
See there, the King of glory see ! 
Sinks and expires the Son of God. 

2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done? 
Who could thy sacred body wound? 

No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, 
No guile hath in thy lips been found. 

3 I, I alone have done the deed ; 
Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn ; 

My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, 
Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn. 

4 For me the burden to sustain 

Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid : 
To heal me, thou hast borne my jDain ; 
To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 

5 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, 
How pay the mighty debt I owe? 

Let all I have, and all I am, 

Ceaseless, to all, thy glory show. 

6 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, 
O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast. 

Till, loosed from flesh and earth, I rise, 
And ever in thy bosom rest. 


The text is Zech. xii, 10 : 

"They shall look upon me whom they have 

This translation was first published in Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

Two lines of the translation have been changed. 
The original of verse one, line two, is : 

" Besmeared with dust," etc. 

Verse four, line one : 

" The burden, for me to sustain." 

Three stanzas have been omitted. 

The Rev. Paul Gerhardt was born in Saxony in 
1606 ; and was a Lutheran minister. For some 
reason he did not receive holy orders until late in 
life. Gerhardt first became known, outside his 
humble parish, by his hymns, some of which were 
published about 1655 In 1657 he was invited to 
the great church of St. Nicholas, in Berlin, where 
for several years his life was a busy and happy 
one. In 1662 Frederick William I. undertook to 
make peace between the Lutheran and the Reformed 
Churches, which were constantly, and sometimes 
harshly, disputing on points of doctrine, and espe- 
cially on whether Christ died " for all men," or for 



the " elect only." in 1664 the kins published an 
edict, requiring the minister* of both Churches to 
abstain from attacking one another's doctrines in 
the pulpit ; and in the following year required every 
beneficed Lutheran cleryman to pledge himself to 
observe the terms of this edict. Gerhardt, as well 
as many others, refused, and in 16C>6 was deprived 
of his appointment. In 1669 he accepted the post 
of Archdeacon of Lubben in Saxony. He died in 
1676. Gerhardt wrote few hymns, compared with 
some hymnists — only one hundred and twenty- 
three in all — yet he is considered the greatest 
hymn-writer of his age, the Wesley of Germany. 

213 Gazing on the cross. L. M. 

LORD JESUS, when we stand afar 
And gaze upon thy holy cross, 
In love of thee, and scorn of self, 
O may we count the world as loss. 

2 When we behold thy bleeding wounds, 
And the rough way that thou hast trod, 

Make us to hate the load of sin 
That lay so heavy on our God. 

3 O holy Lord ! uplifted high 

With outstretched arms, in mortal woe, 
Embracing in thy wondrous love 
The sinful world that lies below. 

4 Give us an ever-living faith 

To gaze beyond the things we see ; 
And in the mystery of thy death 
Draw us and all men after thee ! 


Text : " And I, if I be lifted up, will draw all 
men unto me." John xii, 32. 

It is unaltered and entire. 

The Rev. William Walsh am How, M.A., was 
born in 1823; educated at Wadham College, Ox- 
ford, and ordained Rector of Whittington in 1851. 
He is the author of some prose works, and a few 
hymns. In connection with the Rev. Thomas B. 
Morrell, he edited Psalms and Hymns, London, 
1854. Subsequently he was consecrated a Bishop 
in the Church of England. 

2> 14 Godly sorrow at the cross. CM. 

ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed? 
And did my Sovereign die? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I? 

2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
He groaned upon the tree? 

Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
And shut his glories in, 

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died, 
For man the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While his dear cross appears ; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe : 

Here, Lord, I give myself away, — 
'Tis all that I can do. 


Title : Godly Sorrow Arising from the Sufferings 
of Christ. 

Watts wrote "God" instead of "Christ" in 
verse three, line three. 

The second stanza the author inclosed in brack- 
ets. The hymn is improved by omitting it alto- 

2 " Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, 

And "bathed in its own blood, 
While all exposed to wrath divine, 

The glorious sufferer stood ! " 

This hymn is very popular. It has been much 
used by the Methodists as a communion hymn. 
From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

215 He died for thee. C. M. 

BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
Nailed to the shameful tree ; 
How vast the love that him inclined 
To bleed and die for thee ! 

2 Hark ! how he groans, while nature shakes, 
And earth's strong pillars bend : 

The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 
The solid marbles rend. 

3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ! 
11 Receive my soul ! " he cries: 

See where he bows his sacred head ; 
He bows his head, and dies. 

4 But soon he'll break death's envious 

And in full glory shine : 
O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 
Was ever love, like thine? 


Title : On the Crucifixion. Published in Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

This was a great favorite with the Wesleys. 
Charles Wesley, in his Journal, mentions singing 



it in the cells of the condemned felons at Newgate 

In 1709 the "Rectory at Epworth, where the au- 
thor resided, was burned to the ground. It was 
from this fire that John Wesley, a little boy six 
years of age, was rescued with difficulty ; one man 
standing upon the shoulders of another, and lifting 
him out of a window, just before the building fell. 
It is said that while the author's library, sermons, 
and manuscripts were destroyed, this hymn, in 
manuscript, was found in the garden partially 

The Eev. Samuel Wesley, father of Revs. John 
and Charles Wesley, was born in 1662. While an 
academy student, Wesley expected to enter the 
ministry of the Dissenters. The change in his 
opinions was a little remarkable. Some one had 
written severely against the Dissenters, and Mr. 
Samuel Wesley was appointed to reply. This led 
him to a course of reading, and in the end resulted 
differently from what was expected. He left the 
Dissenters, and attached himself to the Established 
Church. Entering Exeter College, Oxford, as a 
Servitor, he was graduated therefrom in 1688. 
Ordained soon after, he served as curate in several 
places. In 1696 he dedicated his Life of Christ, 
an Heroic Poem, to Queen Mary, who presented him 
to the living at Epworth, where he remained until 
his death in 1735. His poetic talent was not great ; 
but under the inspiration of this sublime theme, he 
exceeded himself. His more gifted son, Charles, 
never wrote a more valuable hymn than this. 


God manifest in the flesh. 

C. M. 

WITH glorious clouds encompassed 
Whom angels dimly see, 
Will the Unsearchable be found, 
Or God appear to me? 

2 Will he forsake his throne above, 
Himself to worms impart? 

Answer, thou Man of grief and love, 
And speak it to my heart. 

3 In manifested love explain 
Thy wonderful design ; 

What meant, thou suffering Son of man, 
Thy streaming blood divine? 

4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, 
And live and die below, 

That I might now perceive thee near, 
And my Redeemer know? 

5 Might view, the Lamb in his own light, 
Whom angels dimly see ; 

And gaze, transported at the sight, 
To all eternity? 


The last stanza begins : "7 view the Lamb," etc. 
Three stanzas, the fifth, sixth, and seventh, are 
omitted : 

5 " Come, then, and to my soul reveal 
The heights and depths of grace, 

Those wounds which all my sorrows heal 
That dear disfigured face. 

6 " Before my eyes of faith confessed, 
Stand forth a slaughtered Lamb, 

And wrap me in Thy crimson vest, 
And tell me all Thy name. 

7 " Jehovah in Thy person show, 
Jehovah crucified, 

And then the pardoning God I know, 
And feel the blood applied." 

From Hymns for the Use of Families, 1767. 

2 17 Christ in Gethsemane. L. M. 

TTUS midnight; and on Olives' brow 

_|_ The star is dimmed that lately shone : 
'Tis midnight ; in the garden, now, 
The suffering Saviour prays alone. 

2 'Tis midnight ; and from all removed, 
The Saviour wrestles lone with fears ; 

E'en that disciple whom he loved 

Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 

3 'Tis midnight; and for others' guilt 
The Man of sorrows weeps in blood; 

Yet he that hath in anguish knelt 
Is not forsaken by his God. 

4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains 
Is borne the song that angels know ; 

Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 


Author's title : Gethsemane. 
From Poems, published at Philadelphia, in 1822. 
The third line of the second stanza reads : 

"E'en the disciple that he loved." 

William Bingham Tappan was born in Massa- 
chusetts in 1794, and lived till 1849. Mr. Tappan 
was emphatically a self-made man. His father died 
when he was young. He never attended school, 
except for six months; but taught school for sev- 
eral years, successfully, in Philadelphia. A pious 
mother's prayers and teaching saved him from gross 
immorality, and when he came to manhood he be- 
came an earnest Christian. He was connected with 
the American Sunday-School Union, in Boston, and 
also in Cincinnati and Philadelphia. He is some- 
times called "Rev.," for he was licensed to preach 
in 1840, but was never ordained. 

He published several volumes of poetry, but de- 
rived little pecuniary profit from them. He was a 



worthy man — not sufficiently appreciated in his own 
day. This pathetic hymn, and one other, No. 
1039, will honorably carry his name down lo pos- 

218 Prophecy fulfilled. L. M. 

ii TT1IS finished!" so the Saviour cried, 
J_ And meekly bowed his head and 
Tis finished! yes, the race is run; 
The battle fought ; the victory won. 

2 'Tis finished ! all that Heaven foretold 
By prophets in the days of old ; 

And truths are opened to our view, 
That kings and prophets never knew. 

3 'Tis finished! Son of God, thy power 
Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; 
And yet our eyes with sorrow see 
That life to us was death to thee. 

4 'Tis finished ! let the joyful sound 
Be heard through all the nations round ; 
'Tis finished ! let the triumph rise 
And swell the chorus of the skies ! 


Text: " It is finished." John xix, 30. 

It is hardly fair to ascribe this hymn, as it stands 
here, to Stennett. He is the author of the first and 
last stanzas only. The other two are by an " un- 
known" writer. They were, no doubt, composed 
by some hymn-book compiler. The original hymn, 
six stanzas, was contributed to Rippon's Selection, 
in 1787. 

The Rev. Samuel Stennett, D.D., an English 
Baptist minister, w T as born at Exeter, in 1727 ; and 
was a man of ability and scholarship. In 1758 he 
succeeded his father as pastor of the Wild Street 
Church, in London, where he remained for thirty- 
seven years. He died in 1795. Dr. Stennett was 
the author of some prose writings, and of thirty- 
seven hymns, which may be found at the end of 
vol. iii, of his Works, London, 1824. 

219 Hail, holy cross ! C. M. 

THE royal banner is unfurled, 
The cross is reared on high, 
On which the Saviour of the world 
Is stretched in agony. 

2 See ! through his holy hands and feet 
The cruel nails they drive : 

Our ransom is thus made complete, 
Our souls are saved alive. 

3 And see ! the spear hath pierced his side, 
And shed that sacred flood, 

That holy reconciling tide, 
The water and the blood. 

4 Hail, holy cross! from thee we learn 
The only way to heaven ; 

And O, to thee may sinners turn, 
And look, and be forgiven ! 

5 Jehovah, we thy name adore, 
In thee we will rejoice, 

And sing, till time shall be no more, 
The triumphs of the cross. 


Title : Vexilla Regis Prodeunt. 

This famous passion hymn was composed about 
580 A. D. The translation is ? unaltered and en- 
tire, from Hymns of the Primitive Church, 1837. 

Venantius Fortunatus, a Latin poet, was born in 
Italy, about 530 ; was naturally of a gay disposition, 
and spent the earlier part of his life in France — either 
in idleness, or in writing fashionable literature. He 
was past middle life when he entered the ministry. 
In 599 he was appointed Bishop of Portiers, but 
died soon after, about 609. 

Some of his hymns have a great reputation in 
the Roman Catholic Church. The most famous is 
the passion hymn : Range, lingua, gloriosi, vroeli- 
nm certaminis, which has been translated by Dr. 
Neale and others. 

220 Transcendent love. L. M. 6 1. 

OLOVE divine, what hast thou done! 
The incarnate God hath died for me ! 
The Father's co-eternal Son, 

Bore all my sins upon the tree ! 
The Son of God for me hath died : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

2 Behold him, all ye that pass by,— 
The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! 

Come, sinners, see your Saviour die, 
And say, was ever grief like his? 
Come, feel with me his blood applied : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified : 

3 Is crucified for me and you, 

To bring us rebels back to God : 
Believe, believe the record true, 

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood : 
Pardon for all flows from his side : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, 
And gladly catch the healing stream; 

All things for him account but loss, 

And give up all our hearts to him : 
Of nothing think or speak beside, — 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 




Title : Desiring to Love. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John and Charles Wesley, 1742. 

Some verbal changes have been made. The orig- 
inal has "immortal" instead of "incarnate" in 
the second line ; and the same word instead of 
11 Son of" in the fifth line. The third line or the 
second stanza read : 

" Come, see, ye worms, your Maker die." 

The fourth line of the third stanza began with : 
" We." The burden of this sweet and pathetic 
Christian song, " My Lord, my Love, is crucifie* I," 
is said to be a quotation from Ignatius, the martyr. 

221 Sovereign love. L. M. 6 1. 

WOULD Jesus have the sinner die? 
Why hangs he then on yonder tree? 
What means that strange expiring cry? 

Sinners, he prays for you and me ; 
' ' Forgive them, Father, O forgive ! 
They know not that by me they live. " 

2 Jesus, descended from above, 
Our loss of Eden to retrieve, 

Great God of universal love, 

If all the world through thee may live, 
In us a quickening spirit be, 
And witness thou hast died for me. 

3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, 
Thee — by thy painful agony, 

Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, 

Thy cross and passion on the tree, 
Thy precious death and life — I pray, 
Take all, take all my sins away. 

4 O let thy love my heart constrain ! 
Thy love, for every sinner free, 

That every fallen son of man 

May taste the grace that found out me ; 
That all mankind with me may prove 
Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 


Composed of stanzas twelve, fourteen, sixteen, 
and eignteen of a long hymn, entitled Jesus Christ 
the Saviour of all Men. This was one of many 
hymns that grew out of the fierce Calvinistic con- 
troversy of that day. From Hymns on God's Ever- 
lasting Love, 1741. 

Among the omitted stanzas is one that is rather 
remarkable : 

"O let me kiss Thy bleeding feet, 
And bathe, and wash them with my tears ; 

The story of Thy love repeat 
In every drooping sinner's ears, 

That all may hear the quickening sound : 

If I, even 1, have mercy found 1 

In the original, the second stanza begins with 
"Adam," etc.; and the third, with "Dear, lov- 
ing," etc. 

222 Crowned with thorns. 7, 6. 

SACRED Head, now wounded, 
With grief and shame weighed down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, thine only crown ; 
O sacred Head, what glory, 

What bliss, till now was thine ! 
Yet, though despised and gory, 
I joy to call thee mine. 

2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered 
Was all for sinners' gain : 

Mine, mine was the transgression, 

But thine the deadly pain: 
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 

'Tis I deserve thy place ; 
Look on me with thy favor, 

Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 

3 What language shall I borrow 
To thank thee, dearest Friend, 

For this, thy dying sorrow, 

Thy pity without end? 
O make me thine forever ; 

And should I fainting be, 
Lord, let me never, never, 

Outlive my love to thee. 

4 Be near me when I'm dying, 
O show thy cross to me ; 

And, for my succor flying, 

Come, Lord, and set me free : 
These eyes, new faith receiving, 

From Jesus shall not move ; 
For he who dies believing, 

Dies safely, through thy love. 


From The Christian Lyre, 1830. 

This hymn is now universally known by the first 
line of the original : Salve, caput cruentatum. 

In the Latin it consists of five stanzas of ten lines 
each, and is entitled Ad faciem Christi in cruce 
pendentis. It has been rendered into English by 
several translators. This excellent version was first 
translated into German by Paul Gerhardt, and then 
into English. 

The Rev. James Waddell Alexander was a Pres- 
byterian clergyman, born in 1804 ; was graduated at 
Princeton in 1820 ; a pastor for several years, then 
editor, and then professor at Princeton. He died 
in 1859. 

For sketch of Bernard, see No. 327. 



223 Christ our exemplar. 7,6 1. 

C"i to dark Gethsemanc, 
X Ye that feel the tempter's power ; 
Your Redeemer's conflict sec, 

Watch with him one bitter hour; 
Turn not from his griefs away, 
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 

2 Follow to the judgment-hall ; 
View the Lord of life arraigned ; 

O the wormwood and the gall! 

O the pangs his soul sustained ! 
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; 
Learn of him to bear the cross. 

3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; 
There, adoring at his feet, 

Mark that miracle of time, 

God's own sacrifice complete : 
i 'It is finished! " hear him cry; 
Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 

4 Early hasten to the tomb, 

Where they laid his breathless clay ; 
All is solitude and gloom ; 

Who hath taken him away? 
Christ is risen ; he meets our eyes ; 
Saviour, teach us so to rise ! 


Title : Christ our Example in, Suffering. 

From The Christian Psalmist, 1825. 

It is unaltered and entire. 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 5. 

224 It is finished. 8,7,4. 

ARK! the voice of love and mercy 


Sounds aloud from Calvary 
See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky 

" It is finished: " 
Hear the dying Saviour cry. 

2 "It is finished! " O what pleasure 
Do these precious words afford ! 

Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ the Lord : 

" It is finished : " 
Saints, the dying words record. 

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, 
Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 

All on earth, and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name ; 

Glory to the bleeding Lamb. 


From George Burder's Collection, 1784. 

This beautiful hymn also appeared in Rippon's 

S. !• r/ion, 1787, where it was marked F . Some 

collections ascribed it to Francis. It is claimed, 
however, that F. meant Foleshill, where Evans 
was pastor. 

It has not been altered, but two stanzas, the third 
and fourth, of the original have been omitted : 

3 " Finished all the types and shadows 
Of the ceremonial Taw ; 

Finished, all that God has promised ; 
Death and hell no more shall awe, 

It is finished, 
Saints from hence your comforts draw. 

4 " Happy souls, approach the table, 
Taste the soul-reviving food ; 

Nothing half so sweet and pleasant, 
As the Saviour's flesh and blood, 

It is finished ! 
Christ has borne the heavy load." 

See No. 55. 


22o Easter anthem. 

SING with all the sons of glory, 
Sing the resurrection song ! 
Death and sorrow, earth's dark story, 

To the former days belong : 
All around the clouds are breaking, 

Soon the storms of time shall cease, 
In God's likeness, man awaking, 
Knows the everlasting peace. 

2 O what glory, far exceeding 
All that eye has yet perceived ! 

Holiest hearts for ages pleading, 
Never that full joy conceived. 

God has promised, Christ prepares it, 
There on high our welcome waits ; 

Every humble sj>irit shares it, 
Christ has passed the eternal gates. 

3 Life eternal ! heaven rejoices, 
Jesus lives who once was dead ; 

Join, O man, the deathless voices, 
Child of God, lift up thy head! 

Patriarchs from the distant ages, 
Saints all longing for their heaven, 

Prophets, psalmists, seer and sages, 
All await the glory given. 

4 Life eternal ! O what wonders 
Crowd on faith; what joy unknown. 

When, amidst earth's closing thunders, 
Saints shall stand before the throne ! 

O to enter that bright portal, 
See that glowing firmament, 

Know, with thee, O God immortal, 
1 ' Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent ! v 




From Psalrns and Hg inns for the Church. Writ- 
ten by William J. Irons, D.D., Prebendary of St. 
Paul's, and Rector of St. Mary's, Wool worth. Lon- 
don, 1875. 

Original Lines. 

Verse one, lines live to eight inclusive : 

" Even now the dawn is breaking, 
Soon the night of time shall cease, 

And in God's own likeness waking, 
Man shall know eternal peace." 

The Rev. William Josiah Irons, D.D., a Church 
of England clergyman, was born in 1812, and lived 
until 1883. 

22 6 Jesus, victor over death. 8, 7, 4. 

COME, ye saints, look here and wonder ; 
See the place where Jesus lay : 
He has burst his bands asunder; 
He has borne our sins away ; 

Joyful tidings ! 
Yes, the Lord has risen to-day. 

2 Jesus triumphs! sing ye praises; 
By his death he overcame : 

Thus the Lord his glory raises, 
Thus he fills his foes with shame: 

Sing ye praises ! 
Praises to the Victor's name. 

3 Jesus triumphs ! countless legions 
Come from heaven to meet their King ; 

Soon, in yonder blessed regions, 
They shall join his praise to sing: 

Songs eternal 
Shall through heaven's high arches ring. 


" Behold the place where they laid him." Mark 
xvi, 6. 

Tins hymn was introduced by the Revision Com- 
mittee in 1877. A verbatim copy as found in the 
Author's Hymns on Various Passages of Scripture, 

See No. 54. 

227 The voice of triumph. 10,11,12. 

LIFT your glad voices in triumph on 
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die ; 
Vain were the terrors that gather around him, 
And short the dominion of death and the 
grave ; 
He burst from the fetters of darkness that 
bound him, 
Resplendent in glory, to live and to save : 
Loud was the chorus of angels on high, — 
not die. 

2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; 
The being he gave us death cannot de- 
stroy : 
Sad were the life we may part with to-mor- 
If tears were our birthright, and death 
were our end ; 
But Jesus hath cheered that dark valley of 
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : 
Lift then your voices in triumph on high, 
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not 


Title : Resurrection of Christ. 

This glad hymn of victory was written in 1817, 
and was first published in the Christian Disciple, 
and afterward in the Christian Ejcarniner, Boston. 

Unaltered. From the Author's Works, vol. i. 
Boston, 1846. 

The Rev. Henry Ware, Jr., D.D., was born in 
Hingham, Mass., in 1794 ; was graduated at Harvard 
College in 1812, and then spent some time in teach- 
ing. In 1817 he was ordained pastor of a Unita- 
rian church in Boston. In 1829 Dr. Ware was ap- 
pointed Professor of Pulpit Eloquence and Pastoral 
Care in Cambridge Theological School ; which 
position he held till the year previous to his death 
in 1843. He was the author of a number of hymns 
which are found in his works. 

228 Christ, the Conqueror. CM. 

WELCOME, thou Victor in the strife, 
Now welcome from the cave ! 
To-day we triumph in thy life 
Around thine empty grave. 

2 Our enemy is put to shame, 
His short-lived triumph o'er ; 

Our God is with us, we exclaim, 
We fear our foe no more. 

3 O let thy conquering banner wave 
O'er hearts thou makest free, 

And point the path that from the grave 
Leads heavenward up to thee. 

4 We bury all our sin and crime 
Deep in the Saviour's tomb. 

And seek the treasure there, that time 
Nor change can e'er consume. 

5 We die with thee : O let us live 
Henceforth to thee aright ; 

The blessings thou hast died to give 
Be daily in our sight. 



6 Fearless we lay us in the tomb, 

And sleep the night away, 
If thou art there to break the gloom, 

And call us back to-day. 


This translation is from Lyra Germanica, first 
series, where it is prefaced by this passage from the 
Gospel of Luke xxiv, 35, 36 : 

11 And they told what things were done in the 
way, and how lie was known of them in breaking 
of bread. And as they thus spake, Jesus himself 
stood in the midst of them, and saith unto them, 
Peace be unto you." 

It is unaltered, but three stanzas, the third, fourth, 
and ninth, are omitted. Original date, 1712. 

The Rev. Benjamin Schmolke, a German divine 
and hymnologist, was born in 1672 ; was graduated 
at Leipsic in 1697, and in 1702 accepted a call to 
Schweidnitz, where he remained until his death in 
1737. A complete edition of his poems was pub- 
lished at TUbingen in 1740. 

2/39 Ascension hymn. 6,4 

RISE, glorious Conqueror, rise 
Into thy native skies ; 
Assume thy right; 
And where in many a fold 
The clouds are backward rolled, 
Pass through those gates of gold, 
And reign in light ! 

2 Victor o'er death and hell, 
Cherubic legions swell 

The radiant train : 
Praises all heaven inspire: 
Each angel sweeps his lyre, 
And claps his wings of fire, 

Thou Lamb once slain ! 

3 Enter, incarnate God! 
No feet but thine have trod 

The serpent down : 
Blow the full trumpets, blow, 
Wider your portals throw, 
Saviour, triumphant, go, 

And take thy crown ! 

4 Lion of Judah, hail ! 
And let thy name prevail 

From age to age : 
Lord of the rolling years, 
Claim for thine own the spheres, 
For thou hast bought with tears 

Thy heritage. 


Title : Ascension, 

From Lyra Catholica, New York edition, 1851. 

The original contains seven stanzas. These are 
the first four, unaltered. 

Matthew Bridges, born in 1800, was a convert to 
the Roman Catholic Church from the Church of 
England. lie was the author of quite a number of 
books. This hymn first appeared in Hymns of the 
Heart, 1848. 

60U Resurrection hymn. 7, 6. 

THE day of resurrection ! 
Earth, tell it out abroad ! 
The passover of gladness, 

The passover of God ! 
From death to life eternal, 
From earth unto the sky, 
Our Christ hath brought us over, 
With hymns of victory. 

2 Our hearts be pure from evil, 
That we may see aright 

The Lord in rays eternal 

Of resurrection light ; 
And, listening to his accents, 

May hear, so calm and plain, 
His own "All hail! " and, hearing, 

May raise the victor-strain. 

3 Now let the heavens be joyful ! 
Let earth her song begin ! 

Let the round world keep triumph, 

And all that is therein ! 
Invisible and visible, 

Their notes let all things blend, 
For Christ the Lord hath risen, 

Our Joy that hath no end. 


This glorious old hymn of victory is the first ode 
of the authors great Easter Canon, sometimes called 
the Golden Canon, or the Queen of Canons, and is 
sung every year by the Greek Church, in joyous 
strains, on Easter morning. 

The translation is from Hymns of the Eastern 
Church. London, 1862. 

It is unaltered, except the first line, which is, in 
the original : 

" ' Tis the day of Resurrection." 

John Damascene was the greatest theologian and 
poet of the Greek Church. His active life belonged 
t<> the eighth century, but the exact dates of his 
birth and death are unknown. His work on The- 
ology, Doctrines oj the Orthodox Church, is still a 
standard text-book in the Eastern Church. He 
was famous as a philosopher, and as an opponent of 
the Iconoclasts of his time. Late in life lie was 



ordained priest of the church at Jerusalem. His 
death occurred between 754 and 787. 
For biographical sketch of Dr. Neale, see No. 199. 


231 Easter chant. 

WELCOME, happy morning ! age to age 
shall say: 
Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won 

to-day ! 
Lo, the dead is living, God for evermore ! 
Him, their true Creator, all his works adore. 

2 Earth with joy confesses, clothing for her 

All good gifts returned with her returning 

Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every 

Speak his sorrows ended, hail his triumph 


3 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, 
Thou, from heaven beholding human nat- 
ure's fall, 

Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, 
Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on. 

4 Thou, of life the author, death didst un- 

Tread the path of darkness, saving strength 

to show ; 
Come then, true and faithful, now fulfill 

thy word, 
'Tis thine own third morning, rise, my 

buried Lord! 

5 Loose the souls long-prisoned, bound with 

Satan's chain ; 
All that now is fallen raise to life again; 
Show thy face in brightness, bid the nations 

Bring again our daylight ; day returns with 



[Sung by Jerome of Prague at the stake.] 

Title : Salve festa dies toto venerabilis aevo. 

Translation by the Kev. John EUerton, made in 
18fi8, for the Rev. R. Brown Borth wick's Supple- 
mental Hymn and Tune Book. 

The original Latin is a cento or selection from a 
poem of one hundred and fourteen lines in elegiac 
verse, by Venantius Fortunatus, addressed to Felix, 
Bishop of Nantes in Brittany ; being Poem vii of 
his third book. It has been frequently translated 
and paraphrased in various languages. 

The translation has not been altered, except by 
the omission of the third verse and refrain. 

For sketch of Fortunatus, see No. 219. 

232 Rejoicing in the risen, Christ. CM. 

AWAKE, glad soul! awake! awake! 
Thy Lord has risen long, 
Go to his grave, and with thee take 
Both tuneful heart and song. 

2 Where life is waking all around, 
Where love's sweet voices sing, 

The first bright blossom may be found 
Of an eternal spring. 

3 The shade and gloom of life are fled 
This resurrection-day, 

Henceforth in Christ are no more dead, 
The grave hath no more prey. 

4 In Christ we live, in Christ we sleep, 
In Christ we wake and rise, 

And the sad tears death makes us weep, 
He wipes from all our eyes. 

5 Then wake, glad heart ! awake ! awake ! 
And seek thy risen Lord, 

Joy in his resurrection take, 
And comfort in his word : 

6 And let thy life, through all its ways, 
One long thanksgiving be, 

Its theme of joy, its song of praise — 
Christ died, and rose for me. 


This fine Easter song is from the author's Hymns 
of Love and Praise for the Church's Fear, 1863. 
The original contains five eight-lined stanzas. These 
are not altered. Two stanzas, the third and sixth, 
of the original are omitted: 

" Love which lightens all distress, 

Love death cannot destroy ! 
Grave, whose very emptiness 

To Faith is full of joy! 
Let but that Love our hearts supply 

From Heaven's exhaustless Spring, 
Then, Grave, where is thy victory ? 

And, Death, where is thy sting? 

" And every bird and every tree, 

And every opening flower, 
Proclaim His glorious victory, 

His resurrection-power: 
The folds are glad ; the fields rejoice, 

With vernal verdure spread ; 
The little hills lift up their voice, 

And shout that Death is dead." 

The Rev. John Samuel Bewley Monsell, a Church 
of England clergyman, was born in Derry, Ireland, 
in 1811 ; was graduated at Dublin University in 
1832, and was ordained in 1834. He died in 1875- 



233 Majestic triumph over the grave. L. M. 

THE morning kindles all the sky, 
The heavens resound with anthems high, 
The shining angels as they speed, 
Proclaim, • ' The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

2 Vainly with rocks his tomb was barred, 
While Roman guards kept watch and ward; 
Majestic from the spoil6d tomb, 

In pomp of triumph, he has come ! 

3 When the amazed disciples heard, 
Their hearts with speechless joy were stirred ; 
Their Lord's beloved face to see, 

Eager they haste to Galilee. 

4 His pierced hands to them he shows, 
His face with love's own radiance glows ; 
They with the angels' message speed, 
And shout, "The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

5 O Christ, thou King compassionate ! 
Our hearts possess, on thee we wait : 
Help us to render praises due, 

To thee the endless ages through ! 


Title: Easter Hymn. 

The translation — eleven stanzas — is found in The 
Voice of Christian Life in Song. London, 1858. 

This hymn is composed of the first half of the 
first, last half of the fourth, the third, eighth, tenth, 
and eleventh stanzas. 

Some verbal changes have been made for the 
better. The translator wrote : 

Verse two, line four : 

" In pomp of triumph He is come." 
Verse three, lines one, three, four : 

" When the bereaved disciples heard," 
" They also haste to Galilee, 
Their Lord's adored face to see." 

Verse four, line four : 

" Proclaim, ' The Lord is risen indeed.' " 

Verse five, line three : 

" That we may render praises due." 
See No. 205. 

234 Dying, rising, reigning. L. M. 

HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
A solemn darkness veils the skies, 

A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 

2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
For him w T ho groaned beneath your load ; 

He shed a thousand drops for you, — 
A thousand drops of richer blood. 

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree: 
The Lord of glory dies for man ! 

But lo ! what sudden joys we see, 
Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 

4 The rising God forsakes the tomb; 
In vain the tomb forbids his rise; 

Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies. 

5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
How high your great Deliverer reigns ; 

Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster Death in chains : 

6 Say, "Live forever, wondrous King! 
Born to redeem, and strong to save; " 

Then ask the monster, ' ' Where's thy sting? " 
And, "Where's thy victory, boasting 


Title : Christ Dying, Rising, and la igu ing. From 
Horce Lyrical, 1709. 

The first stanza, as given in Watts' s Poetical 
Works, is as follows : 

" He dies ! the Heav'nly Lover dies ! 

The Tidings strike a doleful Sound 
On my poor Heartstrings : deep he lies 

In the cold Caverns of the Ground." 

The second lines of verses two and four have also 
been altered : 

" Come, saints, and drop a Tear or two 
On the dear Bosom of your God." 

" The rising God forsakes the Tomb, 
Up to his Father's Court he flies." 

These changes are, confessedly, great improve- 
ments; I know of no conclusive evidence that they 
were made by John Wesley. On the other hand, 
the Rev. Dr. John Rippon claims this form of the 
hymn as an authorized text. 

235 Joy in His resurrection . S. M. 

THE Lord is risen indeed ; 
The grave hath lost its prey ; 
With him shall rise the ransomed seed, 
To reign in endless day. 

2 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
He lives, to die no more ; 

He lives, his people's cause to plead, 
Whose curse and shame he bore. 

3 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
Attending angels, hear! 

Up to the courts of heaven, with speedy 
The joyful tidings bear: 



4 Then take your golden lyres, 
And strike each cheerful chord ; 

Join, all ye bright celestial choirs, 
To sing our risen Lord. 


Text: u The Lord is risen indeed." Luke xxi v, 34. 
The original contains eight stanzas. This hymn 
is made up of verses four, rive, seven, and eight. 
The second line in the first verse was originally : 

" Then Hell has lost its prey." 

The rest is verbatim from Hymns on Various 
Passages of Scripture. First edition, 1804. 
For biographical sketch of author, see No. 54. 

236 Gone into heaven. S. M. 

THOU art gone up on high 
To mansions in the skies : 
And round thy throne unceasingly 
The songs of praise arise. 

2 But we are lingering here, 
With sin and care oppressed : 

Lord, send thy promised Comforter, 
And lead us to thy rest. 

3 Thou art gone up on high : 

But thou didst first come down, 
Through earth's most bitter agony 
To pass unto thy crown. 

4 And girt with griefs and fears 
Our onward course must be ; 

But only let that path of tears 
Lead us at last to thee. 

5 Thou art gone up on high : 
But thou shalt come again, 

With all the bright ones of the sky 
Attendant in thy train. 

6 O by thy saving power 
So make us live and die, 

That we may stand, in that dread hour, 
At thy right hand on high. 


This hymn was written in 1851, and was contrib- 
uted anonymously to the Hymn Book of the Society 
for the Promotion of Christian Knowledge. 

The author, Mrs.' Emma Toke, (1812-1878,) was 
the wife of the Rev. Nicholas Toke, an English 

One word has been changed — verse three, line 
three. The original has : 

"Through earth's most bitter misery.' 1 '' 


237 The King of glory. L. M. 

OUR Lord is risen from the dead ; 
Our Jesus is gone up on high; 
The powers of hell are captive led, 

Dragged to the portals of the sky : 
There his triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay, 
' ' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 

2 "Loose all your bars of massy light, 
And wide unfold the ethereal scene ; 

He claims these mansions as his right ; 

Receive the King of glory in ! " 
' ' Who is the King of glory? Who? " 

' ' The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame ; 
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; 

And Jesus is the Conqueror's name." 

3 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 

' ' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 

Ye everlasting doors, give way ! " 
"Who is the King of glory? Who? " 

' ' The Lord, of glorious power possessed ; 
The King of saints and angels too ; 

God over all, forever blest ! " 


The last part of a metrical version of Psalm xxi v. 
These stanzas are founded on verses 7-10 : 

" Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; and be ye lifted 
up, ye everlasting doors ; and the King of glory 
shall come in. Who is this King of glory ? The 
Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mightv in battle. 
Lift up your heads, ye gates ; even lilt them up. 
ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall 
come in. Who is this King of glory ? The Lord 
of hosts, he is the King of glory." 

Unaltered, from A Collection of Psalms and 
Hymns, 1743. 

a O O Sufficiency of the atonement. L. M. 

JESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father's bosom came, 
Who died for me, e'en me to atone, 
Now for my Lord and God I own. 


4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
Wliich, at the mercy-seat of God, 
Forever doth for sinners plead. 

For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 

5 Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For all a full atonement made. 



Title : The Believers Triumph. 

Wesley's translation contains twenty- four stanzas, 
and is found in Hymns and Sacred Poe?ns, 1740. 
This hymn is composed of verses one, two, six, 
seven, and eight. In his Collection for the Use of 
the People called Methodists, Wesley published ten 
stanzas of this liymn. The others were not equal 
to these. 

The last stanza originally closed with the follow- 
ing couplet : 

" For all Thou hast the ransom given, 
Purchased for all peace, life, and heaven." 

It was changed hy the translator for his Colled it m . 
in 1779. 

239 l m. 

An advocate with the Father. 1 John ii, 1. 

JESUS, my Advocate above, 
My friend before the throne of love. 
If now for me prevails thy prayer, 
If now I find thee pleading there, — 

2 If thou the secret wish convey. 

And sweetly prompt my heart to pray, — 
Hear, and my w r eak petitions join, 
Almighty Advocate, to thine. 

3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ; 
My earnest suit present, and gain: 
My fullness of corruption show ; 
The knowledge of myself bestow. 

4 O sovereign Love, to thee I cry, 
Give me thyself, or else I die ! 

Save me from death, from hell set free ; 
Death, hell, are but the want of thee. 


From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. In the 
first edition the title to this piece was Blessed are 
They that Mourn. In all subsequent editions it 
was " Try Me, God, and Seek the Ground of My 
Heart." Fsa. cxxxix, 23. This quotation is from 
the Prayer-Book version. 

The original hymn contains five double stanzas. 
This is composed of the first and the first part of the 
third and fifth. The first line Charles Wesley wrote : 

"Jesus, my great High-Priest above." 

The change may have been made by John 
Wesley as it acinars in his Collection. 1 confess 1 
much prefer the line as it stood originally. 

24:0 Christ, King and Creator. L. If. 

CHRIST, our King, Creator, Lord. 
Saviour of all who trust thy word, 
To them who seek thee ever near, 
Now to our praises bend thine ear. 

2 In thy dear cross a grace is found, 
It flows from every streaming wound, 
Whose power our inbred sin controls, 
Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls. 

3 Thou didst create the stars of night, 
Yet thou hast veiled in flesh thy light; 
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear, 
A mortal's painful lot to bear. 

4 When thou didst hang upon the tree, 
The quaking earth acknowledged thee; 
When thou didst there yield up thy breath, 
The w T orld grew dark as shades of death. 

5 Now in the Father's glory high, 
Great Conqueror, never more to die, 
Us by thy mighty power defend, 
And reign through ages without end. 


Title : The Lordship of Christ. 

This translation was contributed to The Sabbath 
Hymn Book. 1858. 

"For sketch of the translator, see No. 714. 

The Latin title is: Bex Christ* Factor omnium. 

Gregory was born in Koine about 541, was well 
educated, and in early life was in the employ of 
the State. Upon the death of his father he inherit- 
ed great wealth, much of which he spent in build- 
ing monasteries. He founded St. Andrew's at 
Rome, which he entered as a deacon. Upon the 
death of Pelagius, Bishop of Rome, Gregory was 
chosen by the~clergy and people as his successor. 
The Emperor Maurice confirmed the election, and, 
much against his will, it is said, Gregory was in- 
stalled Pope in 595. He was a student of the 
Scriptures, and labored to circulate them among 
the people. He was also a founder and patron of 
missions, that to England among others. The 
Bishop of Rome did not then arrogate to himself 
universal sovereignty. John, Patriarch of Constan- 
tinople, about this time assumed the title of Univers- 
al Bishop; which act Gregory called "proud, 
heretical, blasphemous, antichristian, and dia- 
bolical ; " and in opposition thereto he assumed the 
title of "Servant of servants n (Serwe aervorum 
Domini). He claimed that Christ was the only 
universal Head of the Church. Gregory was a 
lover of sacred music, and cultivated chanting in 
the Church service. Many of his acts were praise- 



worthy, others were injurious. The Romish doc- 
trines of purgatory, masses for the dead, and tran- 
substantiation date from his time. He died in 604. 

241 Majestic sweetness. CM. 

MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 
Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'erflow. 

2 No mortal can with him compare, 
Among the sons of men ; 

Fairer is he than all the fair 
That fill the heavenly train. 

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
He flew to my relief; 

For me he bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

4 To him I owe my life and breath, 
And all the joys I have ; 

He makes me triumph over death, 
He saves me from the grave. 

5 To heaven, the place of his abode, 
He brings my weary feet ; 

Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joy complete 

6 Since from his bounty I receive 
Such proofs of love divine, 

Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be thine. 


" Chief Among Ten Thousand ; or, The Excel- 
lencies of Christy Cant, v, 10-16. 

Three stanzas are omitted, which, I think, some 
will be glad to see : 

1 " To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue 
Its noblest tribute bring : 

When he's the subject of the song, 
Who can refuse to sing ? 

2 " Survey the beauties of his face, 
And on his glories dwell ; 

Think of the wonders of his grace, 
And all his triumphs tell." 

6 " His hand a thousand blessings pours 

Upon my guilty head ; 
His presence gilds my darkest hours, 

And guards my sleeping bed." 

This hymn, as given in the Hymnal, begins 
with the third stanza. The second line is : 

" Upon his awful brow." 
Contributed to Bippon's Selection, 1787. 

242 Life in Christ. L. M. 

I KNOW that my Redeemer lives; 
What joy the blest assurance give- ! 
He lives, he lives, who once was dead ; 
He lives, my everlasting Head ! 

2 He lives, to bless me with his love ; 
He lives, to plead for me above ; 

He lives, my hungry soul to feed ; 
He lives, to help in time of need. 

3 He lives, and grants me daily breath ; 
He lives, and I shall conquer death ; 
He lives, my mansion to prepare : 

He lives, to bring me safely there. 

4 He lives, all glory to his name ; 
He lives, my Saviour, still the same ; 
What joy the blest assurance gives, 

I know that my Redeemer lives ! 


" I know that my Redeemer liveth." Job xix, 25. 

The original contains nine stanzas. These are 
verses one, three, eight, and nine. Four lines have 
been changed. 

Verse one, lines two and four : 

" What comfort this sweet passage gives." 
" He lives, my ever-living head ! " 

Verse four, lines two and three : 

" He lives, my Jesus, still the same; 
" the sweet joy this sentence gives." 

From a London Collection published in 1782. 
See No. 193. 

243 Prophet, Priest, and King. H. M. 

JOIN" all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew, 
Or angels ever bore : 
All are too mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set the Saviour forth. 

2 Great Prophet of our God, 

Our tongues shall bless thy name ; 
By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came ; 
The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven, 

3 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
Has shed his blood and died; 

The guilty conscience needs 
No sacrifice beside : 
His precious blood did once atone, 
And now it pleads before the throne. 



4 O thou almighty Lord, 

Our Conqueror and King, 
Thy scepter and thy sword, 
Thy reigning grace, we sing: 
Thine is the power; behold we sit 
In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 


From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, l>ook i, 1707. 
The original contains twelve stanzas, into each of 
which is woven some Scripture name given to 
Christ. This hymn is made up of verses one. four, 
eight, and ten ; and is substantially as published 
by the author; but, on account or a number of 
sight changes, no less than sixteen, it should be 
marked altered. 

244 Rejoice evermore. H. M. 

REJOICE, the Lord is King! 
Your Lord and King adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, 
The God of truth and love ; 

When he had purged our stains, 
He took his seat above ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
The keys of death and hell 

Are to our Jesus given ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

4 He sits at God's right hand 
Till all his foes submit, 

And bow to his command, 
And fall beneath his feet ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

5 He all his foes shall quell, 
And all our sins destroy ; 

Let every bosom swell 
With pure seraphic joy ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

6 Rejoice in glorious hope ; 
Jesus the Judge shall come, 

And take his servants up 
To their eternal home ; 
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice; 
The trump of God shall sound, — Rejoice ! 


From Hymns for Our Lord's Resurrection. 
London, 1746. The early editions have "heart" 
instead of " hearts " in tiie chorus : otherwise it is 
verbatim and complete. The burden of this song 
is evidently taken from Phil, iv, 4 : 

"Kejoice in the Lord always: and again I sav, 

245 Glory to glory's King. H. M. 

GOD is gone up on high, 
With a triumphant noise ; 
The clarions of the sky 
Proclaim the angelic joys : 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

2 All power to our great Lord 
Is by the Father given ; 

By angel hosts adored, 

He reigns supreme in heaven : 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

3 High on his holy seat, 

He bears the righteous sway ; 
His foes beneath his feet 

Shall sink and die away : 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

4 Till all the earth, renewed 
In righteousness divine, 

With all the hosts of God, 
In one great chorus join, 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing ; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 


First published in a pamphlet containing seven 
pieces, entitled Hymns for Ascension Day. Bristol, 
1746. This hymn expresses an exuberance of joy 
that is almost too great for these impassive times. 
It is not altered. Two verses, the second and fifth, 
are omitted : 

2 " God in the flesh below, 

For us He reigns above : 
Let all the nations know 

Our Jesus' conquering love ! 


5 " His foes and ours are one, 
Satan, the world, and sin ; 

But He shall tread them down, 
And bring His kingdom in." 




246 Our Paschal Lamb. 8, 7. 

HAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! 
Hail, thou Galilean King! 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 

Thou didst free salvation bring. 
Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favor ; 
Life is given through thy name. 

2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
All our sins on thee were laid : 

By almighty love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made. 

All thy people are forgiven, 
Through the virtue of thy blood ; 

Opened is the gate of heaven ; 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 

3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
There forever to abide ; 

All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 

Seated at thy Father's side : 
There for sinners thou art pleading ; 

There thou dost our place prepare : 
Ever for us interceding, 

Till in glory we appear. 

4 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, 
Thou art worthy to receive ; 

Loudest praises, without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give. 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits ; 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits; 

Help to chant Immanuel's praise ! 


This favorite hymn is found in Martin Madan's 
Collection, 1760, where it differs from this in 
twelve of its lines. It is possible that the author, 
who was then living, made these changes for Mr. 
Toplady's book, (1776 ;) but it is more probable 
that the changes were made by Toplady himself. 
This opinion is based upon the fact that he was in 
the habit of doing such things. The first two lines 
have not been altered. 

Mr. John Bakewell lived to be ninety-eight 
years of age, 1721-1819. He was one of Wesley's 
lay preachers. For some years he was Master of 
Greenwich Royal Park Academy. On his tomb- 
stone is found this inscription : " He adorned the 
doctrine of God our Saviour eighty years, and 
preached his glorious Gospel about seventy years." 

247 Casting our Crowns before Him. 8, 7. 
<( TTTE shall see Him," in our nature, 

VV Seated on his lofty throne, 
Loved, adored, by every creature, 
Owned as God, and God alone ! 

2 There the hosts of shining spirits 
Strike their harps, and loudly sing 

To the praise of Jesus' merits, 
To the glory of their King. 

3 When we pass o'er death's dark river, 
" We shall see him as he is," 

Resting in his love and favor, 
Owning all the glory his. 

4 There to cast our crowns before him, 
O what bliss the thought affords ! 

There forever to adore him, 

King of kings, and Lord of lords ! 


Title : " We shall see Him as He is." 
A hymn of eight stanzas, of which the first four 
are omitted : 

1 " Not as He was, a houseless stranger, 
With no home to shield His head, 

Not as seen in Bethlehem's manger, 
Where the horned oxen fed. 

2 " Not as in the garden groaning, 
Plunged in deep mysterious woe, 

All the guilt of man bemoaning, 
While the precious blood-sweats flow. 

3 " Not as seen on Calvary's mountain 
Where He offered up His soul, 

Opening wide that sacred fountain, 
Which alone can make us whole. 

4 " Not as He was, a pale and breathless 
Captive in the shades beneath, 

But as He is, immortal, deathless, 
Conqueror o'er the powers of death ! 

" Yes we shall see Him in our nature," etc. 

The next stanza begins : 
" There countless hosts of shining spirits." 

Mary Pyper was born at Greenock, Scotland, in 
1795. She lived in Edinburgh. In 1847 she pub- 
lished a thin volume, entitled Select Pieces. 

Sacred Songs of Scotland gives this and several 
more of the hymns of this author that possess de- 
cided merit. She was poor, and supported herself 
by needlework. Died May 25, 1870. 

24:8 Crown Him Lord of All. C. M. 

ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light, 

Who fixed this earthly ball ; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 

And crown him Lord of all. 



3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
Ye ransomed from the fall, 

Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
The wormwood and the gall : 

Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
On this terrestial ball. 

To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

6 O that with yonder sacred throng 
We at his feet may fall ! 

We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 


Author's title : On the Resurrection. 

The original contained eight verses. Three stan- 
zas have been omitted. One, the last, has been 
added, and all except the fourth have been more or 
less altered. 

Original Lines. 

Verse one, line four : 

" To crown him Lord of all." 

Verse two, line two : 

11 Who fixed tins floating ball." 

Verse three, line one : 

" Ye seed of Israel* $ chosen race." 

Verse three, line two : 

" Ye ransomed of the fall." 

Verse five, line one : 

" Let every tribe and every tongue." 

Verse five, line two : 

" That bound creation's call." 

Verse five, line three : 

" Now shout in universal song." 

Verse five, line four: 

" The crowned Lord of all." 

The last stanza was not a part of the original 
hymn. It is not modern, however, but has been 
in use more than ninety years. 

Omitted Stanzas. 

2 " Let high-born Seraphs tune the lyre, 

And as they tune it rail, 
Before His face, who tunes their choir, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

4 " Crown Him, ye martvrs of your God, 

Who from His altar call ; 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

6 "Hail Him ye heirs of David's line, 

Whom David Lord did call ; 
The God incarnate, man Divine, 

And crown Him Lord of all." 

From a rare volume, entitled Occasional Verses, 
Moral and Sacred, Published for the Instruction 
and Amusement of the Candidly Serious and Re- 
ligious. London, 1785. There is a copy of this 
book in the Library of the Drew Theological Sem- 
inary, Madison, N. J. ; and one in the Library of 
the British Museum. 

Little is known of the Eev. Edward Perronet, 
except that he wrote this hymn, which is fame 
enough for one man. He was a friend of Charles 
Wesley. At one time he was one of Ladv Hunt- 
ingdon's chaplains, but later in life was a Dissent - 
ing minister. He was born in 1726 and died in 
L792, triumphantly exclaiming: 

" Glory to God in the height of his divinity \ 
Glory to God in the depth of his humanity! 
Glory to God in his all-sufficieney ! 
Into His hand I commend my spirit." 

249 Grown the Saviour. 8, 7, 4. 

LOOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious, 
See the Man of sorrows now ; 
From the fight returned victorious, 
Every knee to him shall bow : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him: 
Rich the trophies Jesus brings : 

In the seat of power enthrone him, 
While the vault of heaven rings : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Crown the Saviour King of kings. 

3 Sinners in derision crowned him, 
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim; 

Saints and angels crowd around him, 
Own his title, praise his name : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 

4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! 
Hark, those loud triumphant chords! 

Jesus takes the highest station : 
O what joy the sight affords ! 

Crown him, crown him, 
King of kings, and Lord of lords. 


" And he shall reign for ever and ever." Rev. 
xi, 15. 



From the Author's Hymns on Various Passages of 
Scripture, 1809. It is new to this book, and is de- 
servedly popular. It is unaltered. 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 54. 

250 Our everlasting Priest. L. M. 6 1. 

OTHOU eternal Victim, slain, 
A sacrifice for guilty man, 
By the eternal Spirit made 
An offering in the sinner's stead ; 
Our everlasting Priest art thou, 
Pleading thy death for sinners now. 

2 Thy offering still continues new ; 
Thy vesture keeps its crimson hue ; 
Thou art the ever-slaughtered Lamb, 
Thy priesthood still remains the same ; 
Thy years, O Lord, can never fail ; 
Thy goodness is unchangeable. 

3 O that our faith may never move, 
But stand unshaken as thy love ! 
Sure evidence of things unseen, 
Passing the years that intervene, 
Now let it view upon the tree 

The Lord, who bleeds and dies for me. 


In 1745 the Wesleys published Hymns on the 
Lord's Supper, containing one hundre I and sixty- 
six pieces. This is one of them. The book was 
prefaced by a thesis on The Christian Sacrament 
and Sacrifice, extracted from the works of the Rev. 
Dr. Brevint, a French Protestant of the seventeenth 

Some changes were made by the editors of our 
hymn book in 1849. " Crimson," in the second 
stanza, was substituted for " bloody /" the last three 
lines were altered from this form : 

" Now let it pass the years between, 
And view Thee bleeding on the tree, 
My God, who dies for me, for me ! " 

25 1 The victory of the cross. S. M. 

JESUS, the Conqueror, reigns, 
In glorious strength arrayed ; 
His kingdom over all maintains, 
And bids the earth be glad : 

2 Ye sons of men, rejoice 
In Jesus' mighty love ; 

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, 
To him who rules above. 

3 Extol his kingly power; 
Kiss the exalted Son, 

Who died, and lives to die no more, 
High on his Father's throne : 

4 Our Advocate with God, 

He undertakes our cause, 
And spreads through all the earth abroad 

The victory of his cross. 


Several volumes of the Wesleyan hymns were 
published by the brothers, John and Charles, con- 
jointly. Most of them were probably written by 
Charles Wesley, although it is impossible, in most 
cases, to say with certainty of these hymns, " This 
is by Charles and that by John Wesley." The 
Wesleyan Hymn Book does not attempt this dis- 
crimination, but simply marks them W. for Wes- 
leyan. It is quite possible that in our Hymnal 
some pieces are marked Charles Wesley that were 
written by John Wesley, and vice versa. In 1749 
Charles Wesley published two volumes of Hymns 
and Sacred Poems. This composition is found in 
vol. i, and consists of the first two — verbatim — of 
sixteen double stanzas. 

S. M. 

252 Christ, our Intercessor. 

LORD, how shall sinners dare 
Look up to thine abode, 
Or offer their imperfect prayer 
Before a holy God? 

2 Bright terrors guard thy seat, 
And glories veil thy face ; 

Yet mercy calls us to thy feet, 
And to thy throne of grace. 

3 My soul, with cheerful eye 
See where thy Saviour stands, 

The glorious Advocate on high. 
With incense in his hands. 

4 Teach my weak heart, O Lord, 
With faith to call thee mine ; 

Bid me pronounce the blissful word — 
Father, with joy divine. 


This is made up of parts of two hymns. The 
first two stanzas are the first part of a long meter 
hymn of eight verses, entitled On a Pay of prayer 
for success in War. 

The last two stanzas are verses five and seven of 
a hymn of seven verses, entitled Breathing after 
God. The third line of each stanza is unaltered, 
all the rest were altered in changing the meter from 
long to short. 

From Miscellaneous Pieces in Verses and Prose, 

25 3 Jesus enthroned. 

ENTHRONED is Jesus now, 
Upon his heavenly seat ; 
The kingly crown is on his brow, 
The saints are at his feet. 

S. M. 



2 In shining white they stand, 
A great and countless throng; 

A palmy scepter in each hand, 
On every lip a song. 

3 They sing the Lamb of God, 
Once slain on earth for them ; 

The Lamb, through whose atoning blood, 
Each wears his diadem. 

4 Thy grace, O Holy Ghost, 
Thy blessed help supply, 

That we may join that radiant host, 
Triumphant in the sky. 


From Sacred Melodies ; or, Original Hymns for 
Congregational and Domestic Use, by the Rev. T. 
J. Judkin, M.A. London, 1837. 

The first line in the original reads : 

"Throri>d high is Jesus now." 

The rest of the hymn is unaltered. 
The Rev. Thomas James Judkin (1788-1871) 
was a clergyman of the Church of England. 

254 Our merciful High Priest. C. M. 

WITH joy we meditate the grace 
Of our High Priest above ; 
His heart is made of tenderness, 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touched w T ith a sympathy within, 
He knows our feeble frame ; 

He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he hath felt the same. 

3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
Poured out strong cries and tears, 

And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 
But raise it to a flame ; 

The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor scorns the meanest name. 

5 Then let our humble faith address 
His mercy and his power; 

"We shall obtain delivering grace 
In every trying hour. 


Title : Christ's Compassion to the Weak and 
Tempted. From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 
book i, 1707. The hymn has three texts : 

" For we have not a high priest which cannot 
be touched with a feeling of our infirmities ; but 

was in all points tempted like as we are, yet with- 
out sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the 
throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and 
find grace to help in time of need." Heb. iv, 15-16. 
" Who in the days of his flesh, when he had ottered 
up prayers and supplications with strong crying 
and tears unto him that was able to save him from 
death, and was heard in that he feared." Heb. v, 7. 
"A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking 
flax shall he not quench, till he send forth 
judgment unto victory." Matt, xii, 20. 

" Strong" has been substituted for " his 
third stanza. The last line Watts wrote : 

" In the distressing hour." 
One feeble verse, the third, is omitted : 

" But spotless, innocent, and pure, 
The great Redeemer stood, 

While Satan's fiery darts he bore 
And did resist to blood." 

in the 

25 O Christ, our guide. CM. 

JESUS, the Lord of glory, died, 
That we might never die ; 
And now he reigns supreme, to guide 
His people to the sky. 

2 Weak though we are, he still is near, 
To lead, console, defend ; 

In all our sorrow^, all our fear, 
Our all-sufficient Friend. 

3 From his high throne in bliss he deigns 
Our every prayer to heed ; 

Bears with our folly, soothes our pains, 
Supplies our every need. 

4 And from his love's exhaustless spring, 
Joys like a river come, 

To make the desert bloom and sing, 
O'er which we travel home. 

5 O Jesus, there is none like thee, 
Our Saviour and our Lord ; 

Through earth and heaven exalted be, 
Beloved, obeyed, adored. 


' ' Whither the forerunner is for us entered. " Heb. 
vi, 20. 

The text of this hymn has not been altered. 
One stanza, the fourth, has been omitted : 

4 " Still through his intercession spared, 

We find him true and kind : 
Though we are as the marble hard 

And changeful as the wind." 

From A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for 
Public and P-ivate Use, by Baptist Wriothesley 
Noel, M.A. London, 1838. 



The author was born in 1799. His family be- 
longed to the English nobility. Educated at 
Cambridge, he was graduated with honor at Trinity 
College in 1826. He was ordained a clergyman of 
the Church of England, and inducted Eector of St. 
John's Chapel, London. About 1848 he changed 
his views concerning baptism, was publicly im- 
mersed, and entered the ministry of the Baptist 

Dr. Noel was a pious man, a popular preacher, 
and a zealous Christian worker. He was the author 
of several prose works ; but this little hymn will 
perpetuate his name when his other writings are 
forgotten. He lived until 1873. 

3 O D King of Icings, and Lord of lords. CM. 

THE head that once was crowned with 
Is crowned with glory now; 
A royal diadem adorns 
The mighty Victor's brow. 

2 The highest place that heaven affords, 
Is to our Jesus given ; 

The King of kings, and Lord of lords, 
He reigns o'er earth and heaven : 

3 The joy of all who dwell above, 
The joy of all below, 

To whom he manifests his love, 
And grants his name to know. 

4 To them the cross, with all its shame, 
With all its grace, is given ; 

Their name, an everlasting name, 
Their joy, the joy of heaven. 

5 They suffer with their Lord below, 
They reign with him above ; 

Their everlasting joy to know 
The mystery of his love. 


" Perfect through sufferings." Heb. ii, 10. 

This valuable and popular hymn was first pub- 
lished in our hymn book in 1849. The second 
and fourth lines of the second stanza, as written 
and published by the author, were : 

" Is his, is his by right ; " 
" And heaven's eternal light." 

The third line of the fifth stanza was : 

11 Their profit and their joy to know." 

The last stanza is omitted : 

" The cross he bore is life and health, 
Though shame and death to him ; 

His people's hope, his people's wealth, 
Their everlasting theme." 

From Hymns on Various Passages of Scripture, 
1820. * ' 

257 s.m. 

On his head were many crowns. Rev. xix, 12. 

C^ RO WN him with many crowns, 
) The Lamb upon his throne ; 
Hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns 

All music but its own ! 
Awake, my soul, and sing, 

Of him who died for thee, 
And hail him as thy matchless King 
Through all eternity. 

2 Crown him the Lord of love ! 
Behold his hands and side, — 

Rich wounds, yet visible above, 

In beauty glorified : 
No angel in the sky 

Can fully bear that sight, 
But downward bends his burning eye 

At mysteries so great. 

3 Crown him the Lord of peace ! 
Whose power a scepter sways 

From pole to pole, that wars may cease. 

And all be prayer and praise : 
His reign shall know no end, 

And round his pierced feet 
Fair flowers of paradise extend 

Their fragrance ever sweet. 

4 Crown him the Lord of years, 
The Potentate of time, 

Creator of the rolling spheres, 

Ineffably sublime ! 
All hail ! Redeemer, hail ! 

For thou hast died for me ; 
Thy praise shall never, never fail 

Throughout eternity. 


11 In Capite Ejus Diademata Multa." Apocal. 
xix, 12. 
The author wrote verse two, line eight : 

" At mysteries so bright." 

Verse three, line four : 

^Absorbed in prayer and praise." 


2 " Crown Him the Virgin's Son ! 

The God Incarnate born, — 
Whose arm those crimson trophies won 

Which now His Brow adorn ! 
Fruit of the Mystic Eose 

As of that Eose the Stem : 
The Eoot, whence Mercy ever flows, 

The Babe of Bethlehem." 

" Glass'd in a sea of light, 

Whose everlasting waves 
Eeflect His Throne— the Infinite ! 

Who lives, — and loves, — and saves. 



Crown Him the Lord of Heaven ! 

One with the Father known, — 
And the Blest Spirit thro' Him given 

From yonder triune Throne." 

From Hymns of the Heart, For tlie Use of Cath- 
olics, by Matthew Bridges, Esq., 1848. 

258 His speaking blood. 8,7. 

1 , jlATHER, hear the blood of Jesus, 
\2 Speaking in thine ears above : 
From impending wrath release us; 
Manifest thy pardoning love. 

2 O receive us to thy favor, — 
For his only sake receive ; * 

Give us to the bleeding Saviour, 
Let us by his dying live. 

3 "To thy pardoning grace receive thera, ,, 
Once he prayed upon the tree ; 

Still his blood cries out, ' ' Forgive them ; 
All their sins were laid on me." 

4 Still our Advocate in heaven, 
Prays the prayer on earth begun, 

' ' Father, show their sins forgiven ; 
Father, glorify thy Son! " 


From Hymns on the Lord's Supper, by John and 
Charles Wesley, Presbyters of the Church of En- 
gland. Bristol, 1745. 

This hymn came into our book in 1849, and a 
few verbal changes were made at that time ; the 
third line read : 

11 From Thy wrath and curse release us." 

The third line of second stanza : 
11 Give us to our bleeding Saviour." 

And the last line of third stanza : 
" All their sins were purged by me." 

2 O 9 The Lord is risen. 

CHRIST, the Lord, is risen again, 
Christ hath broken every chain ; 
Hark ! angelic voices cry. 
Singing evermore on high, 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

2 He who gave for us his life, 
Who for us endured the strife, 
Is our Paschal Lamb to-day ! 
We, too, sing for joy, and say, 
Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

3 He who bore all pain and loss, 
Comfortless upon the cross, 
Lives in glory now on high, 
Pleads for us, and hears our cry ; 

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord ! 

4 Now he bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How w T e, too, may enter heaven ! 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 


This Easter Hymn has been traced to the Bo- 
hemian Brethren of the fifteenth century. 

Michael Weisse was pa-stor of a German congre- 
gation in the first part of the sixteenth century, 
lie translated some of the finest of the Bohemian 
hymns into German, and added some original 

i»ieces, thus making a favorite hymn book. The 
English translation is from Lyra (rermanica, second 
series, 1858. Three stanzas are omitted. 
Verse one, line three, in the translation is : 

" Hark, the anyels shout for joy '." 
The change is a great improvement. 

260 The Lord is risen. 7 

CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Sons of men and angels say : 
Raise your joys and triumphs high; 
Sing, ye heavens, — and earth, reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done ; 
Fought the fight, the battle won : 
Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 

Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
Christ has burst the gates of hell : 
Death in vain forbids his rise; 
Christ hath opened paradise. 

4 Lives again our glorious King; 
Where, O Death, is now thy sting ? 
Once he died our souls to save ; 
Where's thy victory, boasting Grave? 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Follow T our exalted Head ; 

Made like him, like him we rise; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 


The author's title was : Hymn for Easter Day. 
There are eleven stanzas" in all ; these are the 
first five. 



The third stanza very much resembles a stanza 
of his eldest brother's (Samuel's) Easter hymn : 

" In vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 

Forbid an early rise 
To Him who breaks the gates of hell, 

And opens Paradise." 

One couplet has been changed, the last in the 
fourth stanza: 

" Dying once he all doth save : 
" Where thy victory, O grave? " 

From Jlt/mns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John and Charles Wesley. London, 1739. 

2 6 X Ascension day. 7. 

HAIL the day that sees Him rise, 
Ravished from our wishful eyes ! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given, 
Re-ascends his native heaven. 

2 There the pompous triumph waits ; 
Lift your heads, eternal gates ; 
Wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
Take the King of glory in ! 

3 Circled round with angel powers, 
Their triumphant Lord and ours, 
Conqueror over death and sin, — 
Take the King of glory in ! 

4 Him through highest heaven receives, 
Still he loves the earth he leaves; 
Though returning to his throne, 

Still he calls mankind his own. 

5 See, he lifts his hands above ! 
See, he shows the prints of love ! 
Hark, his gracious lips bestow 
Blessings on his Church below ! 

8 Saviour, parted from our sight, 
High above yon azure height, 
Grant our hearts may thither rise, 
Following thee beyond the skies. 


Hymn for Ascension Day, from Hymns and Sa- 
cred Poems, 1739. 

Between verses five and six, two stanzas are 
omitted : 

6 " Still for us His death He pleads ; 
Prevalent, He intercedes : 

Near Himself prepares our place, 
Harbinger of human race. 

7 " Master, (will we ever say,) 
Taken from our head to-day ; 
See Thy faithful servants, see ! 
Ever gazing up to Thee." 

The last stanza of the hymn, as written, begins ; 

" Grant though parted from our sight." 

There are two additional stanzas : 

9 " Ever upward let us move, 
Wafted on the wings of love ; 
Looking when our Lord shall come, 
Longing, gasping after home. 

10 u There we shall with Thee remain, 
Partners of Thy endless reign ; 
There Thy face unclouded see, 
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee." 

/OOtt Earnest of endless rest. 7 

GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, 
Let thy light within me shine ! 
All my guilty fears remove ; 
Fill me with thy heavenly love. 

2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me; 
Set the burdened sinner free ; 
Lead me to the Lamb of God ; 
Wash me in his precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart ; 
Seal salvation on my heart ; 
Breathe thyself into my breast, 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from thee stray ; 
Keep me in the narrow way; 
Fill my soul with joy divine ; 
Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 


Title : To God the Holy Ghost. 

The original of verse one, line four, is : 

"Fill me full of Heaven and Love." 
There are two additional stanzas : 

5 " Guard me round on ev'ry side; 
Save me from self-righteous pride: 
Me with Jesus' Mind inspire ; 
Melt me with celestial fire." 

6 " Thou my Dross and Tin consume, 
Let thy inward kingdom come; 

All my Prayer and Praise suggest ; 
Dwell and reign within my Breast." 

About all that is known of this author is that he 
was an Englishman, and that he contributed this 
and several other hymns to the Gospel Magazine in 
the years 1776 and 1777. Daniel Sedgwick re- 
printed nine of his hymns in 1861. 



263 His grace entreat* J . 7. 

HOLY SPIRIT, Truth divine! 
Dawn upon this soul of mine; 
Word of God, and inward Light ! 
Wake my spirit, clear my sight. 

2 Holy Spirit, Love divine ! 
Glow within this heart of mine ; 
Kindle every high desire ; 
Perish self in thy pure fire ! 

2 Holy Spirit, Power divine! 
Fill and nerve this will of mine ; 
By thee may I strongly live, 
Bravely bear and nobly strive. 

4 Holy Spirit, Right divine ! 
King within my conscience reign ; 
Be my law, and I shall be 
Firmly bound, forever free. 


Title : Prayer for Inspiration. From Hymns of 
the Spirit. Boston, 1864. 

These stanzas are copied verbatim. There are two 
additional : 

5 "Holy Spirit, Peace divine! 
Still this restless heart of mine ; 
Speak to calm this tossing sea, 
Stayed in Thy tranquillity. 

11 Holy Spirit, Joy divine ! 
Gladden Thou this heart of mine ; 
In the desert ways I sing 
Spring, O Well! forever spring. 

For biography of author, see No. 109. 

264 The gracious Comforter. 

GRANTED is the Saviour's prayer, 
Sent the gracious Comforter ; 
Promise of our parting Lord, 
Jesus, to his heaven restored. 

2 Christ, who now gone up on high, 
Captive leads captivity, 

While his foes from him receive 
Grace, that God with man may live. 

3 God, the everlasting God, 
Makes with mortals his abode ; 
Whom the heavens cannot contain, 
He vouchsafes to dwell in man. 

4 Never will he thence depart, 
Inmate of a humble heart ; 
Carrying on his work within, 
Striving till he cast out sin. 

5 There he helps our feeble moans, 
Deepens our imperfect groans, 
Intercedes in silence there, 

Sighs the unutterable prayer. 

6 Come, divine and peaceful Guest, 
Enter our devoted breast : 

Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 
Kindle there the gospel fire. 

7 Crown the agonizing strife, 
Principle and Lord of life : 
Life divine in us renew, 
Thou the Gift and Giver too ! 


Hymn for Whitsunday. Unaltered, from Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

This hymn is new to the collection. 

There are three additional stanzas, which contain 
the "application," and are, therefore, the inobt im- 
portant of all : 

8 M Now descend and shake the earth, 
Wake us into second birth ; 

Now Thy quickening influence give, 
Blow — and these dry bones shall live ! 

9 " Brood Thou o'er our nature's night, 
Darkness kindles into light, 

Speed Thy over-shadowing wings, 
Order from confusion springs. 

10 " Pain and sin and sorrow cease; 
Thee we t&^te, and all is peace ; 

Joy Divine in Thee we prove, 
Light of truth, and fire of love." 

2 6 O The Source of consolation. 8, 7. 

HOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness; 
Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; 
Come, thou Source of joy and gladness, 
Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. 

2 From the height which knows no measim 
As a gracious shower descend, 

Bringing down the richest treasure 
Man can wish, or God can send. 

3 Author of the new creation, 

Come with unction and with power; 
Make our hearts thy habitation ; 
On our souls thy graces shower. 

4 Hear, O hear our supplication, 
Blessed Spirit, God of peace ! 

Rest upon this congregation, 
With the fullness of thy grace. 




This hymn has had a remarkable history. It has 
been drawn and quartered again and again. The 
German original was written by Paul Gerhardt, 
(see No. 212,) in 1648. It was translated in ten 
eight-lined stanzas by John Christian Jacobi. In 
1776 the Rev. Augustus M. Toplady made over 
this translation into a hymn of six eight-lined 
stanzas for his selection of hymns. The editors of 
the 1849 edition of the Methodist Episcopal Hymn 
Book, transposed and altered Toplady's version ; 
and the editors of the present Hymnal made still 
further changes. If it is not the finest hymn now 
extant, it cannot be for lack of attention. 

266 Guide and Comforter. 8, 7. 

HOLY SPIRIT, Fount of blessing, 
Ever watchful, ever kind, 
Thy celestial aid possessing, 

Prisoned souls deliverance find. 
Seal of truth, and Bond of union, 

Source of light, and Flame of love, 
Symbol of divine communion, 
In the olive-bearing dove ; 

2 Heavenly Guide from paths of error, 

Comforter of minds distressed, 
When the billows fill with terror, 

Pointing to an ark of rest : 
Promised Pledge, eternal Spirit, 

Greater than all gifts below, 
May our hearts thy grace inherit; 

May our lips thy glories show ! 


" Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty." 
2 Cor. iii, 17. 

Unaltered and entire from the author's Sacred 
Melodies; or, Original Hymns for Congregational 
and Domestic Use. London, 1837. See No. 253. 

2 D 7 The work of the Holy Spirit 


OLY GHOST, with light divine, 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away, 
Turn my darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, 
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine , 
Long hath sin, without control, 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, 
Cheer this saddened heart of mine; 
Bid my many woes depart, 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. £ 

4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 
Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne, 
Reign supreme — and reign alone. 


Title : Prayer to the Spirit. From Dr. Reed's Col- 
lection, published in 1817. 

The original contains four double stanzas. This 
hymn is made up of the first half of each stanza 
without change. 

The Rev. Andrew Reed, D.D., an English Inde- 

f>endent minister, was born in London in 1788, and 
ived until 1862. In his youth he was a great lover 
of books, and was very happy when his parents 
decided that he might go to college. After he was 
graduated at Hackney Seminary, he accepted a call 
to a church in East London, where he remained 
for half a century. Dr. Reed was a natural orator, 
and a successful pastor ; but he was more famous 
for Christian philanthropy. He founded several 
asylums and hospitals, which, by his great faith 
and business ability, be made successful. He wrote 
his own biography as follows : 

" To my saucy' boy, who said he would write my 
life, and asked for materials." 

"A. R. 

"I was born yesterday ; 
I shall die to-morrow : 
I must not spend to-day 
In telling what I have done, 
But in doing what 1 may for 

HIM y 
Who has done all for me. 
I sprang from the people ; 
I have lived for the people— 
The most for the most unhappy. 
And the people, when they know it, 
Will not allow me to die out of loving 

26 8 His universal effusion. L. M. 

ON all the earth Thy Spirit shower; 
The earth in righteousness renew; 
Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, 
And to thy scepter all subdue. 

2 Like mighty winds, or torrents fierce, 
Let him opposers all o'errun ; 

And every law of sin reverse, 

That faith and love may make all one. 

3 Yea, let him, Lord, in every place 
His richest energy declare; 

While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, 
The kingdom of thy Christ prepare. 

4 Grant this, O holy God and true ! 
The ancient seers thou didst inspire, 

To us perform the promise due; 
Descend, and crown us now with fire. 




This hymn is the last part of a long poem, emi- 
tted I i0Mi of tlu Holy Qkod at Uu I>'iy 

(>/ J'< '-I'- 
ll is found in the author's Work* in prose an. I 

poetry. London, 170S. It waa altered by Wesley 

and published (fifteen verses) in Hymn* and v 

Poems, 1739. 
We here give the original of these stanzas that the 

reader may see just what changes have been made : 

" On all the earth thy Spirit pour, 
In righteousness it* to renew : 

That Satan's kingdom 't may o'erpower, 
And to Christ's sceptre may subdue. 

M Like mighty wind or torrent fierce, 

Let it withstanders all o'errun, 
And every wicked law reverse. 

That faith and love may make all one. 

" Let peace and joy in each place spring, 
And righteousness, the Spirit's fruits. 

With meekness, friendship, and each thing 
That with the Christian spirit suite. 

" Grant this O holy God and true. 
Who the ancient* prophets did inspire , 

Haste to perform thy promise due, 
As all thy servants thee desire." 

The Rev. Henry More, D.P.. was born in 16H ; 
was educated at 'Eton and Christ College, Cam- 
bridge ; was graduated in 1635, took the degree of 
If. A, in 1639, and was made a fellow of his college. 

Dr. More rejected all Church preferments, and gave 
himself to philosophical studies and authorship. 
He died in 1667. 

269 Come, Creator Spirit. L. M. 

0COME, Creator Spirit blest! 
Within these souls of thine to rest : 
Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid. 
To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 

2 Come, Holy Spirit, now descend ! 
Most blessed gift which God can send ; 
Thou Fire of love, and Fount of life ! 
Consume our sins, and calm our strife. 

3 With patience firm and purpose high. 
The weakness of our flesh supply ; 
Kindle our senses from above, 

And make our hearts o'erflow with love. 

4 Far from us drive the foe we dread. 
And grant us thy true peace instead ; 
So shall we not. with thee to guide. 
Turn from the paths of life aside. 


Title: Veni, Creator Spirit us. 
The translation is by Edward Caswall, 
Lyra Catholica, 1S48. 


The original has .-even stanzas ; these are I 
one, two, four, and five, somewhat altered. 

Original Lines. 

\\-rse one, lines one and two : 

" Come. U Creator Spirit blest ! 
And in our souls take uj> thy rest.'' 

Verse three, line one: 

•• With patience firm and virtut high." 

The couplets of this stanza have been trans} osed. 
Verse four, line three : 

'*So >hall we not with thee for guide." 
For biographical sketch of Gregory, see No. 2-40. 

270 Life, light, and love. CM. 

ENTHRONED on high, almighty Lord. 
The Holy Ghost send down; 
Fulfill in us thy faithful word, 
And all thy mercies crown. 

% 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire 
Their wondrous powers impart, 

Grant, Saviour, what we more desire, — 
Thy Spirit in our heart. 

3 Spirit of life, and light, and love, 
Thy heavenly influence give ; 

Quicken our souls, our guilt remove, 
That we in Christ may live. 

4 To our benighted minds reveal 
The glories of his grace. 

And bring us where no clouds conceal 
The brightness of his face. 

5 His love within us shed abroad, 
Life's ever-springing well ; 

Till God in us, and we in God, 
In love eternal dwell. 


Author's title : Day of Pentecost. 

From Cannina Christo; or, Bymnsto the Saviour, 

The last part of the third stanza was originally : 

" Quicken our souls, born from above. 
In Christ that ice may live." 

The Rev. Thomas Haweis was born in 1738. and 
_raduated at Christ's College, Cambridge. 
Haweis was a popular preacher of the Church of 
England, and one of the founders of the London Mis- 
nonary Society, He was the author of some prose 
works*, and published a volume of two hundred 
and fifty-sue hymns. He lived until 1820. 



2/1 Source of light and joy. CM. 

GREAT Spirit, by whose mighty power 
All creatures live and move, 
On us thy benediction shower ; 
Inspire our souls with love. 

2 Hail, Source of light ! arise and shine ; 
Darkness and doubt dispel ; 

Give peace and joy, for we are thine ; 
In us forever dwell. 

3 From death to life our spirits raise, 
And full redemption bring; 

New tongues impart to speak the praise 
Of Christ, our God and King. 

4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown 
To all the world beside ; 

Exulting then we feel and own 
Our Saviour glorified. 


Original title : Day of Pentecost. 

In verse three, line two, the author wrote : 

11 Compleat redemption bring." 

Verse four, line four : 

" Our Jesm glorified." 

The full title of Dr. Haweis's book of hymns was : 
Carmina Christo ; or, Hymns to the Saviour, De- 
signed for the Use and Comfort of those who Wor- 
ship the Lamb that was Slain, 179*2. The first edi- 
tion contained one hundred and thirty -nine hymns. 

272 Itvorship Thee, Holy Ghost. C. M. 

I WORSHIP thee, O Holy Ghost, 
I love to worship thee ; 
My risen Lord for aye were lost 
But for thy company. 

2 I worship thee, O Holy Ghost, 
I love to worship thee ; 

I grieved thee long, alas ! thou know'st 
It grieves me bitterly. 

3 I worship thee, O Holy Ghost, 
I love to worship thee ; 

Thy patient love, at what a cost 
At last it conquered me ! 

4 I worship thee, O Holy Ghost, 
I love to worship thee; 

With thee each day is Pentecost, 
Each night Nativity. 


This hymn was contributed by the author to the 
Hymnal in 1877, at the request of the Editorial 

The Eev. William Fairfield Warren, D.D., LL.D., 
was born in Williamsburg, Mass., in 1833, and was 
graduated at the Wesleyan University m 1853. In 
1856 he went abroad, and spent some years in Ger- 
man Universities and in traveling. In 1861 he was 
appointed Professor of Systematic Theology in the 
Methodist Episcopal Mission Institute at Bremen, 
Germany. In 1866 he returned to this country, 
having been elected to the Professorship of System- 
atic Theology in Boston Theological Seminary. In 
1871 he was chosen Dean of the School of Theol- 
ogy in Boston University, and in 1873 was elected 
President of the University, which position he still 
honors. President Warren is a brother of Bishop 
Henry W. Warren. He wrote the hymn : 

" Out on an ocean all boundless we ride," 

which was very popular several years ago. 

273 L. M. 6 1. 

Receive ye the Holy Ghost. John xx, 22. 

COME, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, 
And lighten with celestial fire ; 
Thou the anointing Spirit art, 
Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart: 
Thy blessed unction from above 
Is comfort, life, and fire of love. 

2 Enable with perpetual light 
The dullness of our blinded sight; 
xVnoint and cheer our soiled face 
With the abundance of thy grace ; 
Keep far our foes, give peace at home ; 
Where thou art guide, no ill can come. 

3 Teach us to know the Father, Son, 
And thee, of both, to be but one ; 
That through the ages all along, 
This may be our endless song : 
Praise to thy eternal merit, 
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. 


This is a free version of the famous Latin hymn, 
Veni, Creator Spirilus. 

For biography of Gregory, see No. 240. 

This translation, as here given, first appeared in 
A Collection of Private Devotions, 1627. 

The translator, Bishop John Cosin, was born in 
Norwich in 1594 ; entered Cambridge at the age of 
sixteen, and in 1628 received the degree of D.D. 
Dr. Cosin was extremely " High-Church," and 
could not harmouize with the Long Parliament. 
He therefore retired to France. At the Restora- 
tion he returned to England, and soon after that 
was appointed Bishop of Durham. He died in 



2 74 The spirit of the ancient saints. L. M. 

OFOR that flame of living fire, 
Which shone so bright in saints of old ! 
Which bade their souls to heaven aspire, 
Calm in distress, in danger bold. 

2 Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt 
In Abraham's breast, and sealed him 

Which made Paul's heart with sorrow melt, 
And glow with energy divine? 

3 That Spirit, which from age to age 
Proclaimed thy love, and taught thy ways? 

Brightened Isaiah's vivid page, 

And breathed in David's hallowed lays? 

4 Is not thy grace as mighty now 
As when Elijah felt its power ; 

When glory beamed from Moses' brow, 
Or Job endured the trying hour? 

5 Remember, Lord, the ancient days ; 
Renew thy work ; thy grace restore ; 

And while to thee our hearts we raise, 
On us thy Holy Spirit pour. 


Title : For an Increase of Grace. 

From Psalms and Hymns for Public and Private 
Use. London, 1831. 

Tliis hymn is copied verbatim, except the last 
couplet, which reads : 

" Warm our cold hearts to prayer and praise, 
And teach us how to love thee more. 

For biographical notes of author, see No. 61. 

2 7 O Pentecostal gifts. L. M. 

(^OME, Holy Spirit, raise our songs 
J To reach the wonders of that day, 
When, with the fiery cloven tongues 

Thou didst such glorious scenes display. 

2 Lord, we believe to us and ours, 
The apostolic promise given ; 

We wait the pentecostal powers, 

The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven. 

3 Assembled here with one accord, 
Calmly we wait the promised grace, 

The purchase of our dying Lord ; 
Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 

4 If every one that asks, may find, 
If still thou dost on sinners fall, 

Come as a mighty rushing wind ; 
Great grace be now upon us all. 

5 O leave us not to mourn below, 
Or long for thy return to pine ; 

Now, Lord, the comforter bestow, 
And fix in us the Guest divine. 


The first stanza of this hymn is not Wesley's, 
but was added by the Revision Committee from an 
old edition of the hymn book. The author is 
unknown. He may be Robert Carr Brackenbury. 
It is the first stanza of a hymn in a book edited by 
him, and entitled Sacred Poetry, etc. London, 1800. 
The remaining stanzas are respectively versos five, 
seven, eight, and six of a Hymn for the Day of 
Pentecost, which contained twelve stanzas in all. 
Three lines have been altered. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

276 His power and unction. L. M. 

SPIRIT of the living God, 
In all thy plenitude of grace, 
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, 
To preach the reconciling word; 

Give power and unction from above, 
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light ; 
Confusion — order, in thy path; 

Souls without strength, inspire with might ; 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath, 

4 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh 
The triumphs of the cross record ; 

The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call him Lord. 


Title: The Spirit Accompanying the Word of 
God. Unaltered, from the Christian Psalmist, 

Two stanzas have been omitted : 

4 " O Spirit of the Lord ! prepare 
All the round earth her God to meet; 

Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, 
Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 

6 " God from eternity hath willed, 

All flesh shall His salvation see ; 
So be the Father's love fulfilled, 

The Saviour's sufferings crowned through Thee. 

277 His quickening power. CM. 

COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all thy quickening powers; 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 



2 Look how we grovel here below, 
Fond of these earthly toys ; 

Our souls, how heavily they go 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
In vain we strive to rise; 

Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Father, and shall we ever live 
At this poor dying rate, 

Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all thy quickening powers ; 

Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 


Title : Breathing after the Holy Spirit ; or, Fer- 
vency^ of Devotion Desired. From Hymns and 
Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

The third line of the second stanza has been 
changed. Watts wrote : 

" Our souls can neither fly nor go." 

Watts also began the fourth stanza : 

" Dear Lord, and shall we ever live." 

These changes were probably made by John 
Wesley, who published this hymn, with others, in 
his Collection of Psalms and Hymns, in 1738 and 
1741. With regard to the word " dear," John 
Wesley was very particular. He never used it 
himself in reference to the Saviour, and he always 
substituted some other word for it in the hymns 
that he edited. He thought it was " using too much 
familiarity with the great Lord of heaven and earth." 

278 Revelations of the Spirit. CM. 

SPIRIT Divine, attend our prayer, 
And make our hearts thy home ; 
Descend with all thy gracious power : 
Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 

2 Come as the light : to us reveal 
Our sinfulness and woe ; 

And lead us in those paths of life 
Where all the righteous go. 

3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts, 
Like sacrificial flame : 

Let our whole soul an offering be 
To our Redeemer's name. 

4 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, 
With pentecostal grace ; 

And make the great salvation known 
Wide as the human race. 

5 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, 
And make our hearts thy home ; 

Descend with all thy gracious power : 
Come, Holy Spirit, come! 


This is one of a number of original hymns that 
Dr. Eeed contributed to his Collection in 1842. 

Two stanzas have been omitted, and some ver- 
bal changes have been made. 

The title is : Prayer to the Spirit. 

It was evidently written for the dedication of a 
church. Ten lines have been changed. 

Verse one, lines one, two, and four : 

"Spirit Divine, attend our prayers 
And make this house thy home ; " 

" come, Great Spirit, come I " 
Verse two, line two : 

" Our emptiness and woe." 
Verse four, lines two, three, and four : 

"And pentecostal grace 
That all of woman born may see 
The glory of thy face." 

Verse five, lines one, two, and four : 

" Spirit Divine, attend our prayers. 
Make a lost world thy home ; 

O come, Great Spirit, come ! 

Verses four and five are omitted. 
For biographical sketch of the author, see 
No. 207. 

2/9 The enlightening Spirit C. M. 

COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire ; 
Let us thine influence prove ; 
Source of the old prophetic fire, 
Fountain of life and love. 

Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by thee 
The prophets wrote and spoke, 

Unlock the truth, thyself the key ; 
Unseal the sacred book. 

3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, 
Brood o'er our nature's night ; 

On our disordered spirits move, 
And let there now be light. 

4 God, through himself, we then shall know, 
If thou within us shine ; 

And sound, with all thy saints below, 
The depths of love divine. 




Title : Before Reading the Scriptures. 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 
The author wrote, verse three, line one : 

" Expand Thy wings, prolific Dove.' 


280 ^ ne Source of every good gift. C . M . 

OUR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 
His tender, last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed, 
With us on earth to dwell. 

2 He came in tongues of living flame, 
To teach, convince, subdue ; 

All-powerful as the wind he came, 
And all as viewless, too. 

3 He came, sweet influence to impart, 
A gracious, willing Guest, 

While he can find one humble heart 
Wherein to fix his rest. 

4 And his that gentle voice we hear, 
Soft as the breath of even, 

That checks each fault, calms every fear, 
And whispers us of heaven. 

5 And every virtue we possess, 
And every virtue won, 

And every thought of holiness 
Is his, and his alone. 

6 Spirit of purity and grace, 
Our weakness pitying see ; 

O make our hearts thy dwelling-place, 
Purer and worthier thee ! 


Title : Whitsunday. 

From The Spirit of the Psalms, 1829. The alter- 
ation consists in the addition of two syllables to 
the fourth line of each stanza; thus changing the 
meter from particular to common. 

Original Lines. 
Verse one, line four : 

" With us to dwell." 

Verse two, line four: 

"As viewless, too." 

Verse three, line four : 

" Wherein to rest." 

Verse four, line three : 
" That cheeks each fault, that calms each fear." 

Verse four, line four: 

" And speaks of heaven." 

Verse five, line two : 

" And every victory won." 
Verse live, line four : 

" Are his alone." 

Veree six, line four : 

" And worthier Thee." 

The second stanza has been omitted : 

" He came in semblance of a dove, 
With sheltering wings outspread : 

The holy balm of peace and love 
On earth to shed. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 33. 

281 The SpirWs witness. C. M. 

ETERNAL Spirit, God of truth, 
Our contrite hearts inspire ; 
Kindle a flame of heavenly love, 
The pure celestial fire. 

2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing, 
With guilt and fear oppressed ; 

'Tis thine to bid the dying live, 
And give the weary rest. 

3 Subdue the power of every sin, 
Whate'er that sin may be ; 

That we, in singleness of heart, 
May worship only thee. 

4 Then with our spirits witness bear, 
That we are sons of God ; 

Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell, 
Through Christ's atoning blood. 


Title : For a Well Grounded Hope of Salvation. 
Five lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line one : 

" Eternal Spirit, source of truth." 

Verse one, line three : 

"Kindle the flame of heavenly love." 

Verse one, line four : 

" And feed the pure desire." 

Verse two, line two : 

" With Satan's yoke oppress' d." 

Verse four, line two : 

M That we're the sons of God." 



One stanza, the third, has been omitted : 

" Let no false joy deceive our minds ; 

Lest while we boast thy light, 
We fall, from all our towering hopes, 

Down to eternal night." 

From A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for 
Public and Private Use, Adapted to the Services 
of the Church of England. By the Eev. T. Cot- 
terill, A.M., Perpetual Curate of St, Paul's 
Church, Sheffield; and late fellow of St. John's 
College, Cambridge. Sheffield, (eighth edition 
enlarged, 1819.) 

The author was born in 1779, educated at St. 
John's College, ordained in 1806, and labored in 
the ministry until his death, in 1823. He was the 
editor of the above book, and contributed several 
hymns to it ; but he gives no names of authors. 
He altered without scruple, and now some one has 
altered his work and improved it. 

282 Pleading the promise H. M. 

OTHOU that hearest prayer, 
Attend our humble cry, 
And let thy servants share 
Thy blessing from on high : 
We plead the promise of thy word ; 
Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 

2 If earthly parents hear 
Their children when they cry ; 

. If they, with love sincere, 

Their children's wants supply ; 
Much more wilt thou thy love display, 
And answer when thy children pray. 

3 Our heavenly father, thou ; 
We, children of thy grace ; 

O let thy Spirit now 

Descend and fill the place ; 
That all may feel the heavenly flame, 
And all unite to praise thy name. 


This line hymn first appeared in Tlie Baptist 
Magazine, 1824. It has not been altered, but the 
original contained three additional stanzas. 

John Burton was an English Baptist layman, 
Born in 1803. 

283 Prayer to the Holy Spirit. 7, 5. 

THOU who like the wind dost come, 
Come to me, but ne'er depart ; 
Blessed Spirit, make thy home 
In my thankful heart. 

2 Answer not with tongues of light; 

Brood not o'er me like a dove ; 
Fall upon me in thy might ; 

Fill me with thy love. 

3 Sin has ruled me ; set me free ; 

Sin has scourged me ; bring me rest : 
Help my fainting soul to flee 
To my Saviour's breast. 

4 Tell me much of cleansing blood ; 
Show me sin, but sin forgiven : 

Step by step, where Christ has trod, 
Help me home to heaven. 


Written in 1873 for Hymns and Songs of Praise 
edited by Drs. Hitchcock, Eddy, and Schaff, and 
published in 1874. It is unaltered and entire. 

The Eev. Hervey Doddridge Ganse was a native 
of New York State, born in 1822. In 1835 he en- 
tered the New York University, where he remained 
three years. The senior year he spent at Columbia 
College, graduating in 1839. He studied Theology 
in the Seminary of the Eeformed Dutch Church, at 
New Brunswick, N. J. ; was ordained in 1843 ; 
was pastor of a Eeformed Dutch Church in New 
Jersey till 1856, and of another in New York from 
1856 until 1875. In 1S76 he was installed pastor of 
the First Presbyterian Church in St. Louis. Died 
September 8, 1891. 

2 84: Invocation of the Holy Spirit. 6, 4. 

COME, Holy Ghost, in love, 
Shed on us from above 
Thine own bright ray ! 
Divinely good thou art; 
Thy sacred gifts impart 
To gladden each sad heart : 
O come to-day ! 

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best, 
Our most delightful Guest, 

With soothing power : 
Rest, which the weary know, 
Shade, 'mid the noontide glow, 
Peace where deep griefs o'erflow, 

Cheer us, this hour ! 

3 Come, Light serene, and still 
Our inmost bosoms fill ; 

Dwell in each breast ; 
We know no dawn but thine, 
Send forth thy beams divine, 
On our dark souls to shine, 

And make us blest ! 

4 Come, all the faithful bless; 
Let all w^ho Christ confess 

His praise employ : 
Give virtue's rich reward ; 
Victorious death accord, 
And, with our glorious Lord, 

Eternal joy ! 




Come, Holy Ghost, one of many translations of 
the famous Latin hymn, Vtni, Sanctt Spiritus. 

One stanza, the fourth, of the translation, is left 
out : 

4 " Exalt our low desires ; 
Extinguish passion's tires; 

Heal every wound : 
Our stubborn spirits bend, 
Our icy coldness end, 
Our devious steps attend, 

While heavenward bound." 

Dean Stanley, who has given us what is perhaps 
the best rendering of this prayer-song in English., 
called this " the most beautifulbf all Latin hymns." 

This translation was furnished for the Andover 
Sabbath Hymn Book, 1858. 

Robert II., called u the sage," was the son of 
Hugh Capet, and succeeded his father on the throne 
of France about 996 : he died, after a reign of thirty 
five years, in 1081. It is said that the king was a 
chorister, and that he loved to go to the Church of 
St. Denis in his crown and robes, and direct the 

For biographical sketch of translator, see No. 714. 

285 For the Spirifs energy. S. M. 

/^OME, Holy Spirit, come, 

With energy divine, 

And on this poor benighted soul 
With beams of mercy shine. 

2 From the celestial hills 
Light, life, and joy dispense ; 

And may I daily, hourly, feel 
Thy quickening influence. 

3 O melt this frozen heart, 
This stubborn will subdue ; 

Each evil passion overcome, 
And form me all anew. 

4 The profit will be mine, 

But thine shall be the praise; 
Cheerful to thee will I devote 
The remnant of my days. 


Author's title: Invocation. 

Verbatim. From Hymns Adapted to P.tblic 
Worship or Privite Devotion. Xow first pub- 
lishtdjrirm the manuscripts of the late Eev. B. Bed- 
dome, A.M. London, 1818. 

This hymn is found without name in Eippoti's 
Selection. Tenth edition, 1800. 

The Eev. Benjamin Beddome was an English 
Baptist minister, who lived from 1717 to 1795. He 
was the pastor of a little church in Bourton, Glou- 
cestershire. He had a call to a large London 
church, but refused it, and remained at Bourton 
fifty-two years. His collected hymns number ei^ht 
hundred and thirty. Many of them are valuable. 

286 Renewal of Pentecost. S. M. 

LORD God, the Holy Ghost ! 
In this accepted hour, 
As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy power. 

2 We meet with one accord 
In our appointed place, 

And wait the promise of our Lord, — 
The Spirit of all grace. 

3 Like mighty rushing wind 
Upon the waves beneath. 

Move with one impulse every mind; 
One soul, one feeling breathe. 

4 The young, the old, inspire 
With wisdom from above ; 

And give us hearts, and tongues of fire, 
To pray, and praise, and love. 

5 Spirit of light ! explore, 
And chase our gloom away, 

With luster shining more and more, 
L'nto the perfect day. 


Author's title : Hie Descent of the Spirit. 
Scripture basis : Acts ii, 1-4. 
From the Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
The hymn is copied, verbatim ; but, as published 
by the author, it has four additional lines : 

" Spirit of truth, be Thou 
In life and death our guide ; 

O Spirit of adoption, noio 
May we be sanctified." 

See No. 5. 

S. M. 

287 The Comforter. 

BLEST Comforter divine, 
Let rays of heavenly love 
Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
And point our souls above. 

2 Turn us with gentle voice 
From even' sinful way, 

And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
Though earthly joys decay. 

3 By thine inspiring breath 
Make every cloud of care, 

And e'en the gloomy vale of death, 
A smile of glory wear. 

4 O fill thou every heart 
With love to all our race ; 

Great Comforter, to us impart 
These blessings of thy grace. 




This hymn has felt the might of the editor's pen. 
It is found in many hymnais ; but in hardly any 
two of them is it in the same form. The earliest 
eopy I have found, and probably the author's text, 
was published in Dr. Nettleton's famous Village 
Hymns in 1824. There it is marked H., that is, we 
suppose, Huntley. 

Title : Invocation to the Holy Spirit. 

1 " Blest Comforter Divine ! 
Whose rays of heavenly love 

Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
And point our souls above ; — 

2 "Thou— who with 'still small voice,' 
Dost stop the sinner's way, 

And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
Though earthly joys decay ;— 

3 "Thou — whose inspiring breath 
Can make the cloud of care, 

And e'en the gloomy vale of death 
A smile of glory wear ; — 

4 " Thou — who dost till the heart 
With love to all our race, 

Blest Comforter ! — to us impart 
The blessings of thy grace." 

Miss Lydia Huntley, born at Norwich. Conn., in 
1791, had a natural talent for poetry, and composed 
verses when a mere child. Sne was carefully edu- 
cated, and taught for a time in a young ladies' 
school. In 1819 she married Mr. Cnarles Sigour- 
ney, and settled at Hartford. She lived until 1865. 

288 God's word, quick and powerful. S. M. 

THY word, almighty Lord, 
Where'er it enters in, 
Is sharper than a two-edged sword, 
To slay the man of sin. 

2 Thy word is power and life ; 
It bids confusion cease, 

And changes envy, hatred, strife, 
To love, and joy, and peace. 

3 Then let our hearts obey 
The gospel's glorious sound ; 

And all its fruits, from day to day, 
Be in us and abound. 


Author's title: On Leaving the House of God. 
It was evidently intended for a closing hymn. 
Unaltered. From The Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
See No. 5. 

289 Spreading the Scriptures. 

JESUS, the word bestow, 
The true immortal seed ; 
Thy gospel then shall greatly grow, 
And all our land o'erspread ; 

S. M. 

Through earth extended wide 

Shall mightily prevail, 
Destroy the works of self and pride, 

And shake the gates of hell. 

2 Its energy exert 

In the believing soul ; 
Diffuse thy grace through every part, 

And sanctify the whole ; 
Its utmost virtue show 

In pure consummate love, 
And fill with all thy life below, 

And give us thrones above. 


One of the many hymns that the author left in 
manuscript. It was first published in the supple- 
ment to the Wesley an Collection in 1830. It is un- 
altered and entire. 

290 l.m. 

The bHghtening glory of the Gospel. 

UPON the Gospel's sacred page 
The gathered beams of ages shine ; 
And, as it hastens, every age 
But makes its brightness more divine. 

2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight, 
From year to year does knowledge soar ; 

And, as it soars, the Gospel light 
Becomes effulgent more and more. 

3 More glorious still, as centuries roll, 
New regions blest, new powers unfurled, 

Expanding with the expanding soul, 
Its radiance shall o'erflow the world, — 

4 Flow to restore, but not destroy ; 
As when the cloudless lamp of day 

Pours out its floods of light and joy, 
And sweeps the lingering mists away. 


Title : Progress of Gospel Truth. From the au- 
thor's Matins and Vespers. London. 1823. In the 
last line of the second stanza the autlior wrote : 

"Adds to its influence more and more." 

And in the last line of the third verse : 

" Its waters shall o'erflow the world." 

One stanza, the third, is omitted : 

" Truth, strengthened by the strength of thought, 

Pours inexhaustible supplies, 
Whence sagest teachers may be taught, 

And wisdom's self become more wise." 

In his preface the author says : " These hymns 
were not written in the pursuit of fame, or liter- 
ary triumph ... I have not sought to be original ; 
to be useful is my first ambition ; that obtained, I 
am indifferent to the rest." 

See No. 150. 



291 DdigU i» tU Bible. L. If. 6 1. 

WHEN quiet in my house I sit, 
Thy book be my companion still ; 
My joy thy sayings to repeat, 

Talk o'er the records of thy will, 
And search the oracles divine, 
Till every heart-felt word be mine. 

2 O may the gracious words divine, 
Subject of all my converse be; 

So will the Lord his follower join, 

And walk and talk himself with me: 
So shall my heart his presence prove, 
And burn with everlasting love. 

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, 
O may the reconciling word 

Sweetly compose my weary breast ; 
While on the bosom of my Lord 
I sink in blissful dreams away, 
And visions of eternal day. 

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise, 
Thee may I publish all day long ; 

And let thy precious word of grace 

Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue : 
Fill all my life with purest love. 
And join me to the Church above, 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the 
Holy Scriptures, 1762. 

These four stanzas are founded on the four 
phrases of the text : 

" Thou shalt talk of them when thou sittest iu 
thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, 
and when thou liest down, and when thou risest 
up." Deut. vi, 7. 

The author wrote " might " instead of " may," 
verse two, line one; and "would" instead of 
" shall " in verse two, line five. 

292 The two revelations. L. M. 

THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; 
In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days thy power confess, 

But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace, 

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand : 

So when thy truth began its race, 

It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run: 
Till Christ has all the nations blessed 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise, 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 

Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven: 

Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 


Title : The Books of Mature and of Scripture 
'omgared; or, The Glory and Success of the Gospel. 
It is founded on Psalm xix, especially on the first 


" The heavens declare the glory of God ; and the 
firmament showeth his handywork. Day unto day 
uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth 
knowledge. There is no speech nor language, 
where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone 
out through all the earth, and their words to the 
end of the world. In them hath he set a taber- 
nacle for the sun, which is as a bridegroom coming 
out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man 
to run a race." 

It is unaltered and entire. Date of publication, 

293 The everlasting word. L. M. 

THE starry firmament on high, 
And all the glories of the sky, 
Yet shine not to thy praise, O Lord, 
So brightly as thy written word. 

2 The hopes that holy word supplies, 
Its truths divine and precepts wise, 
In each a heavenly beam I see, 

And every beam conducts to thee. 

3 Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, 
The moon forget her nightly tale, 
And deepest silence hush on high 
The radiant chorus of the sky ; 

4 But, fixed for everlasting years. 
Unmoved amid the wreck of spheres, 
Thy word shall shine in cloudless day, 
When heaven and earth have passed away. 


Founded on Psalm xix. It is intended as a 
sequel or counterpart to Addison's well-known 
hymn, " The Spacious Firmament on High," (No. 
138,) and it is in no wise inferior to that wonderful 
hymn. It has not been altered. 



From Sacred Poems, 1839. The original contains 
four double stanzas. This hymn is made up of the 
first and last, 'verbatim. The omitted verses are 
good, but they are not equal to these. 

See No. 140. 

294 l. 

The Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 
"OW let my soul, eternal King, 



My knee with humble homage bow ; 
My tongue perform its solemn vow. 

2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
In worlds below and worlds above ; 
But in thy blessed word I trace 
Diviner wonders of thy grace. 

3 There, what delightful truths I read ! 
There, I behold the Saviour bleed : 
His name salutes my listening ear, 
Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 

4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, 
And gives my laboring conscience peace ; 
He lifts my grateful thoughts on high, 
And points to mansions in the sky. 

5 For love like this, O let my song, 
Through endless years, thy praise prolong ; 
Let distant climes thy name adore, 

Till time and nature are no more. 


Title: The Glorious Gospel. 

The second verse of the nymn is omitted : 

2 " The spangled heavens thy power proclaim, 

Earth echoes back thy mighty name : 

Thy glory gilds returning days, 

And nights in silence speak thy praise." 

Verse four, line three, the author wrote : 
" Raises my grateful pas-nons high." 

All of this author's hymns — about twenty-five in 
number — are found in A. Collection of Hymn* from 
Various Authors ; Intended as a Supplement to 
Dr. Watts' s Psalms and Hymns, 1799. 

The Rev. Ottiwell Heginbotham was born in 
1744, and was ordained tis a Congregational cler- 
gyman at Sudbury, England, in 1765. He was a 
man of decided talent, but died in 1768, when only 
twenty-four years of age. 

295 Riches of God's word. C . 

THE counsels of redeeming grace 
The sacred leaves unfold ; 
And here the Saviour's lovely face 
Our raptured eyes behold. 

2 Here light descending from above 
Directs our doubtful feet ; 

Here promises of heavenly love 
Our ardent wishes meet. 

3 Our numerous griefs are here redressed, 
And all our wants supplied : 

Xaught we can ask to make us blest 
Is in this book denied. 

4 For these inestimable gains, 
That so enrich the mind, 

O may we search with eager pains, 
Assured that we shall rind. 


As an exception to the rule, this hymn retains 
its early title. It was contributed to Rippoii's 
Selection, 1787. It has been decapitated. The fol- 
lowing are the first two stanzas : 

1 " Let avarice, from shore to shore, 
Her favorite God pursue ; 

Thy word, Lord, we value more 
Than India or Peru. 

2 " Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy, 
Are opened to our sight ; 

The purest gold without alloy, 
And gems divinely bright." 

These stanzas contain allusions to mining and 
speculation. A century ago, as to-day, men were 
running a mad race for gold that perishes, and 
neglected real and substantial riches. 

The author wrote verse one, line two : 

" TJiese sacred leaves unfold." 

296 Glory of the Scriptures. C. M. 

WHAT glory gilds the sacred page ! 
Majestic, like the sun, 
It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives, but borrows none. 

2 The power that gave it still supplies 
The gracious light and heat ; 

Its truths upon the nations rise : 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Lord, everlasting thanks be thine 
For such a bright display, 

As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
The steps of him I love, 

Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 




Title : The Light and Glory of the Word. From 01- 
ney Hymns, 1779. The first stanza lias been left out : 

1 " The Spirit breathes upon the word, 
And brings the trutli to sight ; 

Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light." 

The next verse began : 

" A glory gilds," etc. 

And the third : 

" The hand that gave it," etc. 

C. M. 

297 Bible precious. 

HOW precious is the book divine, 
By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
In this dark vale of tears ; 

Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp through all the tedious night 
Of life, shall guide our way ; 

Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 


" Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light 
unto my path.' 1 '' Psa. cxix, 105. 

The original has six stanzas. These are verses 
one, live, and six, unaltered. 

From Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of 
Public Worship and Private Devotion, by John 
Fawcett ; 1782. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 31. 


298 Revelation disseminated. 

HAIL, sacred truth, whose piercing rays 
Dispel the shades of night ; 
Diffusing o'er a ruined world 
The healing beams of light. 

2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, 
Restores our wandering feet ; 

Converts the sorrows of the mind 
To joys divinely sweet. 

3 O send thy light and truth abroad, 
In all their radiant blaze ; 

And bid the admiring world adore 
The glories of thy grace. 


In the Gospel Magazine, 1778, appeared a poem 
on Truth, beginning: 

* Hail, sacred truth, thou source of peace." 

It was signed John Buttress. That poem is prob- 
ably the origin of this hymn. I am indebted to 
Mr. David Creamer, the author of Methodist Ilym- 
nology, 1848, for this information. 

299 Excellence and sufficiency. C. M. 

FATHER of mercies, in thy word 
What endless glory shines ! 
Forever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
Exhaustless riches find ; 

Riches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
And yields a free repast ; 

Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
Spreads heavenly peace around ; 

And life, and everlasting joys, 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 O may these heavenly pages be 
Our ever dear delight ; 

And still new beauties may we see, 
And still increasing light. 

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
Be thou forever near; 

Teach us to love thy sacred word, 
And view the Saviour there. 


Title: The Excellency of the Holy Scriptures; 
containing twelve stanzas, from the author's Poems 
on Subjects Chiefly Devotional. London. 1760. 

This is made up of verses one, three, four, nine, 
eleven, and twelve, verbatim. 

See No. 63. 

300 Light from heaven. C. M. 

BRIGHT was the guiding star that led, 
With mild, benignant ray, 
The Gentiles to the lowly bed 
Where the Redeemer lay. 

2 But lo ! a brighter, clearer light 
Now points to his abode ; 

It shines through sin and sorrow's night, 
To guide us to our God. 

3 O gladly tread the narrow path, 
While light and grace are given ; 

Who meekly follow Christ on earth 
Shall reign with him in heaven. 




Author's title : Epiphany. 

One stanza, the third, has been omitted : 

u haste to follow where it leads, 
The gracious call obey ; 

Be rugged wilds or flowery meads, 
The Christian's destined way." 

The three stanzas given are unaltered. 
From The Spirit of the Psalms, 1829. 
For sketch of author, see No. 33. 

301 Godgiveth the increase. 1 Cor. iii, 7. C. M. 

ALMIGHTY God, thy word is cast 
Like seed upon the ground ; 
O let the dew of heaven descend, 
And shed its influence round. 

2 Let not the foe of Christ and man 
This holy seed remove ; 

May it take root in every heart, 
And grow in faith and love. 

3 Let not this life's deceitful cares, 
Nor worldly wealth and joy, 

Nor scorching beam, nor stormy blast, 
The rising plant destroy. 

4 Where'er the word of life is sown, 
A large increase bestow ; 

That all who hear thy message, Lord, 
Its saving power may know. 


Author's title : Hymn after Sermon. 
Lyra Britannica gives the original : 

1 "Almighty God ! Thy word is cast 
Like seed into the ground ; 

Oh may it qrow in humble hearts, 
And righteous fruits abound. 

2 " Let not the foe of Christ and man, 
This holy seed remove ; 

But give it root in praying souls, 
To bring forth fruits of love. 

3 "Let not the world's deceitful cares 
T7te rising plant destroy, 

But may it in converted minds 
Produce the fruits of joy. 

4 "Let not Thy word so kindly sent, 
To raise us to Thy Throne, 

Return to Thee and sadly tell 
That we reject Thy Son. 

5 " Great God! come down and on Thy word 

Thy mighty power bestow ; 
That all who hear the joyful sound, 

Thy saving grace may know." 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 188. 
Bev. W. J. Hull edited a Collection of Hymns. 
Loudon, 1836. 

302 Lord, help my unbelief. C. M. 

HOW sad our state by nature is! 
Our sin, how deep its stains ! 
And Satan binds our captive souls 
Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace 
Sounds from the sacred word : 

' ' Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
And trust a faithful Lord." 

3 My soul obeys the gracious call, 
And runs to this relief ; 

I would believe thy promise, Lord ; 
O help my unbelief I 

4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
Incarnate God, I fly ; 

Here let me wash my guilty soul 
From crimes of deepest dye. 

5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
Into thine arms I fall ; 

Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
My Jesus, and my all. 


Title : Faith in Christ for Pardon and Sanctifica- 
tion. From Hymns ana Spiritual Songs, book ii, 

It was altered by John Wesley, who edited it for 
the fourth edition of Psalms and Hymns, 1748. 

Watts wrote "captive minds," in the first stanza; 
" trust upon the Lord," in the second; " almighty 
call," in the third : " dear fountain " and " spotted 
soul " in the fourth ; and " On thy kind arms," in 
the last verse. One stanza, the fifth, is omitted ; it 
is plain and vigorous, showing clearly the theology 
of the author : 

5 " Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 

My reigning sins subdue, 
Drive the old Dragon from his seat, 

With all his hellish crew." 

303 Without God in the world. C. M. 

GOD is in this and every place ; 
But O, how dark and void 
To me ! — 'tis one great wilderness, 
This earth without my God. 

2 Empty of him who all things fills, 
Till he his light impart, 

Till he his glorious self reveals, 
The veil is on my heart. 

3 O Thou who seest and know'st my grief, 
Thyself unseen, unknown, 

Pity my helpless unbelief, 
And break my heart of stone. 



4 Regard me with a gracious eye; 

The long-sought blessing give ; 
And bid me, at the point to die, 

Behold thy face and live. 


( ' .imposed of verses, eleven to fourteen inclusive, 
of a hymn of sixteen stanzas, entitled For Urn 
Convinced of Unbdief. One line has heen altered ; 
the last in the third stanza, Wesley wrote: 

11 And take aicay tlie stone." 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

304: His pitying love. CM. 

PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheering beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
Beheld our helpless grief : 

He saw, and, O amazing love ! 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above, 
With joyful haste he sped, 

Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 O for this love let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break ; 

And all harmonious human tongues, 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys; 
Strike all your harps of gold ; 

But when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 


Author's title : Praise to the Redeemer. 

Three stanzas have been left out, and the hymn 
is improved by their omission. 

Of this and a number of other hymns, the author 
Bays : " I hope the reader will forgive the neglect 
of' rhymes in the first and third lines of the stanzas." 
This hymn is sufficient to prove that such rhyme 
is not necessary to the loftiest poetical composition. 

There are very few lines of sacred poetry so sub- 
lime as the last part of this hymn. 

Unaltered. From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 
book ii, 1707. 

3 O Original corruption and actual sin . L. M. 

LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin. 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath 
The seeds of sin grow up for death; 
Thy law demand- a perfect heart, 
But we're defiled in every part. 

3 Behold, we fall before thy face ; 
Our only refuge is thy grace: 

No outward forms can make us clean; 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone, 
Hath power sufficient to atone; 

Thy blood can make us white as snow ; 
No Jewish types could cleanse us so. 

6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace, 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; 
Lord, let us hear thy pardoning voice, 
And make these broken hearts rejoice. 


Title : Original and Actual Sin Confessed. 
An imitation of verses five to eight, inclusive, of 
Psalm li : 

Behold. I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin 
did my mother conceive me. Behold, thou desir- 
cst truth in the inward parts : and in the hidden 
part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge 
me with hyssop, and I shall be clean : wash me, 
and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear 
joy and gladness ; that the bones which thou hast 
broken may rejoice." 

Watts wrote in the first person, "Lord, 7," etc. 
The author wrote in the fifth verse : 

" Jesus, my God, thy blood alone," 

and " broken bones,"' in imitation of the psalmist, 
in the last stanza. 

One worthy stanza has been omitted : 

3 " Great God ! create my heart anew, 
And form my spirit pure' and true ; 
O make me wise betimes to spy 
My danger and my remedy." 

Date of publication, 1719. 

306 Th* great Physician . L. M. 

DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; 
Where shall the sinner find a cure ? 
Id vain, alas! is nature's aid; 
The work exceeds her utmost power. 



2 But can no sovereign balm be found, 
And is no kind physician nigh, 

To ease the pain and heal the wound, 
Ere life and hope forever fly? 

3 There is a great Physician near; 
Look up, O fainting soul, and live ; 

See, in his heavenly smiles, appear 
Such help as nature cannot give. 

4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 
Life, health, and bliss, abundant flow ; 

And in that sacrificial flood 

A balm for all thy grief and woe. 


Title : Christ the Physician of Souls. 

Text: "Is there no balm in Gilead? is there 
no physician there? why then is not the health 
of the daughter of my people recovered?" Jer. 
viii, 22. 

Three lines have been altered : 
Verse one, line four : 

" The work exceeds all nature's power." 

Terse four, line three : 

" ' Tis only this dear sacred flood." 

Verse four, line four : 

'■'■Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe." 

Two stanzas, the second and sixth, are omitted : 

2 " Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 
With fatal strength in every part ; 

The dire contagion fills the veins, 
And spreads its poison to the heart." 

6 " Sin throws in vain its pointed dart, 
For here a sovereign cure is found ; 

A cordial for the fainting heart, 
A balm for every painful wound." 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, by 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 
For biography, see No. 63. 

307 Inbred leprosy . L. M. 

JESUS, a word, a look from thee, 
Can turn my heart and make it clean; 
Purge out the inbred leprosy, 

And save me from my bosom sin. 

2 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe 
Thou canst the saving grace impart ; 

Thou canst this instant now forgive, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 My heart, which now to thee I raise, 

I know thou canst this moment cleanse ; 
The deepest stains of sin efface, 
And drive the evil spirit hence. 

4 Be it according to thy word ; 
Accomplish now thy work in me; 

And let my soul, to health restored, 
Devote its deathless powers to thee. 


The last half of a hymn of eight stanzas, from 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

Title : Jesus Christ, the Same Yesterday, To-day, 
and Forever. Heb. xiii, 8. 

It has been altered and improved since it was 
first published. 

The last line of the second stanza read originally: 

" And write my pardon on my heart." 

The change was probably made by John Wes- 
ley, as it appears in his Collection of Hymns for the 
use of the people called Methodists, 1779. 

The last line, the author wrote : 

"Devote its little all to Thee." 

This change, and a few others, were made by the 
editors of the hymn book, appointed in 1848. 

3 8 ^ trespasses and sins. S. M. 

MY former hopes are fled ; 
My terror now begins : 

1 feel, alas! that I am dead 
In trespasses and sins. 

2 "When I review my ways, 
I dread impending doom : 

But hark ! a friendly whisper says, 
"Flee from the wrath to come." 

3 With trembling hope I see 
A glimmering from afar ; 

A beam of day that shines for me, 
To save me from despair. 

4 Forerunner of the sun, 

It marks the pilgrim's way ; 
I'll gaze upon it while I run, 
And watch the rising day. 


Title : Tlie Shining Light. 

The second verse, omitted, is as follows : 

2 "Ah, whither shall 1 fly ? 

I hear the thunder roar ; 
The law proclaims destruction nigh, 

And vengeance at the door." 



Cow per begun the tiiird line of the .seeond stanza : 
"But sure" etc. 

And the first part of the third stanza with these 
lines : 

" I see, or think I see 
A glimmering from afar." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

For biographical notes, see No. 44. 

309 Dependence on the Spirit. S. M. 

HOW helpless nature lies, 
Unconscious of her load ! 
The heart unchanged can never rise 
To happiness and God. 

2 Can aught but power divine 
The stubborn will subdue? 

'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine 
To form the heart anew ; 

3 The passions to recall, 
And upward bid them rise; 

To make the scales of error fall 
From reason's darkened eyes. 

4 O change these hearts of ours, 
And give them life divine ; 

Then shall our passions and our powers, 
Almighty Lord, be thine. 


Title : The Necessity of Renewing Grace. 

Two stanzas have been omitted, and the meter 
changed from common to short. As this hymn 
came into our book in 184!), we infer that these 
changes were made by the editors of that edition. 

From Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose. 
By Theodosia. Bristol, 1780. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 63. 

310 Helpless and guilty. S. M. 

AH, how shall fallen man 
Be just before his God? 
If he contend in righteousness, 
We sink beneath his rod. 

2 If he our ways should mark 
With strict inquiring eyes, 

Could we for one of thousand faults 
A just excuse devise? 

3 The mountains, in thy wrath, 
Their ancient seats forsake ; 

The trembling earth deserts her place, 
Her rooted pillars shake. 

4 Ah, how shall guilty man 

Contend with such a God? 
None — none can meet him, and escape, 

But through the Saviour's blood. 


This hymn has been so transformed that only by 
long and diligent search was the original discovered. 
By comparison it will be seen that only one line re- 
mains as written by the author. 

Author's Text. 
Title : God Holy, Just, and Sovereign. 

1 " How should the sons of Adam's race 
Be pure before their God ? 

If he contend in righteousness, 
We fall beneath his rod. 

2 "To vindicate my words and thoughts 
I'll make no more pretence ; 

Not one of all my thousand faults 
Can bear a just defence. 

3 " Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; 
What vain presumers dare 

Against their Maker's hand to rise, 
Or tempt the unequal war ? 

4 " Mountains, by his almighty wrath, 
From their old seats are torn, 

He shakes the earth from South to North, 
And all her pillars mourn." 

There are two additional stanzas. 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book i, 1707. 

Part of these changes were made for the Scotch 
Paraphrases about 1770, and others for the Hymns 
of the Protestant Episcopal Church, 1826. 

3X1 Obduracy bemoaned. S. M. 

OTHAT I could repent ! 
() that I could believe ! 
Thou, by thy voice, the marble rend, 

The rock in sunder cleave : 
Thou, by the two-edged sword, 

My soul and spirit part ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word. 
And break my stubborn heart. 

2 Saviour, and Prince of peace, 

The double grace bestow ; 
Unloose the bands of wickedness, 

And let the captive go : 
Grant me my sins to feel, 

And then the load remove : 
Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, 

The balm of pardoning love. 


Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) contained 
thirty-seven hymns with this title : For One Fallen 
from Grace. 



One receives the impression in reading the poet- 
ical works of the Wesley s that there was a great 
deal of backsliding in those days ; and no doubt 
this was the fact. Great revivals are usually fol- 
lowed by more or less apostasy. The original 
hymn contains six stanzas. These are the first 
two, unaltered. 

3 1 2 Christ our ransom. S. M. 

OUR sins on Christ were laid ; 
He bore the mighty load ; 
Our ransom-price he fully paid 
In groans, and tears, and blood. 

2 To save a world, he dies ; 
Sinners, behold the Lamb ! 

To him lift up your longing eyes ; 
Seek mercy in his name. 

3 Pardon and peace abound ; 
He will your sins forgive ; 

Salvation in his name is found, — 
He bids the sinner live. 

4 Jesus, we look to thee ; 
Where else can sinners go? 

Thy boundless love shall set us free 
From wretchedness and woe. 


11 Behold the Lamb of God, which takdh away the 
sin ofthe^ world/" John i, 29. 

The original contains seven stanzas. These are 
verses three, four, five, and seven, altered. Only 
three lines remain unchanged. The object was 
evidently to change the meter, which is long in 
the original. 

From Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of 
Public Worship and Private Devotion, by John 
Fawcett. Leeds, 1782. 

See No. 31. 

313 The only name. S. M. 

JESUS, thou Source divine, 
Whence hope and comfort flow ! 
Jesus, no other name than thine 
Can save from endless woe. 

2 None else will Heaven approve : 
Thou art the only way, 

Ordained by everlasting love, 
To realms of endless day. 

3 Here let our feet abide, 
Nor from thy path depart : 

Direct our steps, thou gracious Guide ! 
And cheer the fainting heart. 

4 Safe through this world of night, 
Lead to the blissful plains, 

The regions of unclouded light, 
Where joy forever reigns. 


Title : Christ the Way to Heaven. 
The second stanza is omitted : 

2 " In vain would boasting reason find 
The way to happiness and God ; 

Her weak directions leave the mind 
Bewilder'd in a dubious road." 

The meter has been changed from long to short, 
and only two lines remain as written by the author. 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, by 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 

For sketch of author, see No. 63. 

314: The precious blood. CM. 

GOD'S holy law transgressed, 
Speaks nothing but despair ; 
Convinced of guilt, with grief oppressed, 
We find no comfort there. 

2 Not all our groans and tears, 
Nor works which we have done, 

Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers 
Can e'er for sin atone. 

3 Relief alone is found 

In Jesus' precious blood . 
'Tis this that heals the mortal wound, 
And reconciles to God. 

4 High lifted on the cross, 
The spotless Victim dies ; 

This is salvation's only source ; 
Hence all our hopes arise. 


Title : Hope Alone from the Gospel. 
Two lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line three : 

" Burdened with guilt, with grief oppressed." 
Verse four, line four : 

" And hence our hopes arise." 

The design of this hymn is to show that sinners 
cannot find comfort in (rod's justice, nor in their 
own works, but only in the atonement of Christ. 

From Hymns Adapted to Public Worship or 
Family Devotion. London, 1818. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 285. 



ol5 Wonders of redemption. C. M. 

HOW great the wisdom, power, and grace, 
Which in redemption shine ! 
The heavenly host with joy confess 
The work is all divine. 

2 Before His feet they cast their crowns, — 
Those crowns which Jesus gave, — 

And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, 
Proclaim his power to save. 

3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, 
The sufferings which he bore ; 

How low he stooped, how high he rose, 
And rose to stoop no more. 

4 With them let us our voices raise, 
And still the song renew : 

Salvation well deserves the praise 
Of men and angels too. 


Title : Wonders of Redemption. 
Four lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line three : 

" Angels and men with joy confess." 

Verse two, line one : 

" Beneath his feet they cast their crowns." 

Verse four, line one : 

" Oh let them still their voices raise." 

Verse four, line two: 

" And still their song renew." 

Two stanzas, the second and third, are omitted. 
They are not of great value. From Hymns 
Adapted to Public Worship or Family Devotion, 

See No. 285. 

316 The dearest name. C. M. 

HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast ; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest. 

3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build 
My shield and hiding-place ; 

My never-failing treasure, filled 
With boundless stores of grace ! 

4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, 
My Prophet, Priest, and King, 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring! 

5 I would thy boundless love proclaim 
With every fleeting breath; 

So shall the music of thy name 
Refresh my soul in death. 


Title : The Name of Jesm. 

Text: " Thy name is as ointment poured forth." 
Song of Sol. i, 3. 

Two stanzas are omitted. They are not neces- 
sary to the hymn. 

The author wrote '•'■Husband'''' instead of "Sav- 
iour" in the first line of the fourth stanza. New- 
ton published the last stanza in this form : 

" Till then I would thy love proclaim, 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 

Refresh my soul in death." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
For biography, see No. 23. 

3 1 7 Ceaseless goodness. C. M. 

THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, 
Unmerited and free, 
Delights our evil to remove, 
And help our misery. 

2 Thou waitest to be gracious still; 
Thou dost with sinners bear ; 

That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, 
And all thy grace declare. 

3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, 
To every soul, abound ; 

A vast, unfathomable sea, 

Where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
So plenteous is the store ; 

Enough for all, enough for each, 
Enough for evermore. 

5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, 
A rock that cannot move : 

A thousand promises declare 
Thy constancy of love. 

6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 
Unalterably sure; 

And while the truth of God remains, 
His goodness must endure. 




From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 
It is fouuded on Exodus xxxiv, 6 : 

" The Lord God. merciful and gracious, long- 
suffering, and abundant in goodness and truth." 

Wesley wrote "The" instead of "His" in the 
last line. 

3 1 8 The Way, the Truth, and the Life. CM. 

TIIOU art the Way:— to thee alone 
From sin and death we flee ; 
And he who would the Father seek, 
Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth : — thy word alone 
True wisdom can impart ; 

Thou only canst inform the mind, 
And purify the heart. 

3 Thou art the Life : — the rending tomb 
Proclaims thy conquering arm ; 

And those who put their trust in thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ■ 
Grant us that Way to know, 

That Truth to keep, that Life to win, 
Whose joys eternal flow. 


The Scripture text of this hymn is John xiv, 6 : 

" I am the way, the truth, and the life : no man 
cometh unto the Father, but by me." 

The hymn itself is a very happy and successful 
metrical exposition of the text. Only two of Bishop 
Doane's hymns are found in this collection. They 
are both excellent. The other is No. 117, which 
see. Verbatim, from Songs by the Way. 1875 edition. 

The first edition was published in 1824. 

319 The cleansing fountain. C. M 

THERE is a fountain filled with blood, 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
That fountain in his day ; 

And there may I, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 
Shall never lose its power, 

Till all the ransomed Church of God 
Are saved, to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
Thy flowing wounds supply, 

Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
111 sing thy power to save, 

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. 

6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepared, 
Unworthy though I be, 

For me a blood-bought, free reward, 
A golden harp for me ! 

7 'Tis strung and tuned for endless years, 
And formed by power divine, 

To sound in God the Father's ears, 
No other name but thine. 



The author's title is : Praise for the Fountain 
Opened. The text is Zech, xiii, 1 : 

" In that day there shall be a fountain opened to 
the house of David and to the inhabitants of Jeru- 
salem for sin and for uncleanness." 

It is a little strange that this hymn, and some 
other great favorites, found no place in the Method- 
ist hymn book till 1849 — after they had been in 
common use for fifty or sixty years, but such is the 
fact. We are glad that the Committee of fifteen 
found room for the whole of this grand old hymn. 
It is none too long. 

A great change has been made in the last part of 
the second stanza. The author wrote : 

" And there have I, as vile as he, 
Washed all my sins away." 

There is no doubt but that Cowper gave his per- 
sonal experience and testimony in this hymn. 
These two lines are the only ones that have been 
changed. They are found in various forms. 

In Rippon's Selection, 1787, they are found in 
the form of prayer: 

" O may J there, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away." 

In the Hartford Selection, 1799 : 

" And there may I, as vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away." 

]n DobelVs Selection, 1806, we find it given in its 
original form, as above. 

Of course the great question with hymnal editors 
is, "Which form will be the most useful?" and 
there seems to be a difference of opinion. There is 
no doubt, however, as to what the author intended. 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 44. 



320 The pierced hand. C. M. 

WHEN wounded sore, the stricken soul 
Lies bleeding and unbound, 
One only hand, a pierced hand, 
Can heal the sinner's wound. 

2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, 
And tears of anguish flow, 

One only heart, a broken heart, 
Can feel the sinner's woe. 

3 When penitence has wept in vain 
Over some foul, dark spot, 

One only stream, a stream of blood, 
Can wash away the blot. 

4 Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, 
His hand that brings relief ; 

His heart that's touched with all our joys, 
And feeleth for our grief. 

5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord ! 
Unseal that cleansing tide : 

We have no shelter from our sin 
But in thy wounded side. 


Title : Touched with the feeling of our Infirmi- 

Cecil Frances Alexander is the author of a num- 
ber of hymns and poems. She was the daughter 
of Major Humphreys, of Strabane, Ireland, and was 
born in 1823. In 1850 she married the Rev. Will- 
iam Alexander, now Bishop of Derry. Mrs. Alex- 
ander wrote Hymns for Little Children, which has 
had a wide circulation in England and in this coun- 
try, and she edited The Sunday Book of Poetry, 
1865. This piece first appeared in her Hymns De- 
scriptive and Devotional, 1858. 

The original has "salve" instead of "heal" in 
verse one, line four. 

321 Grace. S. M. 

GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound, 
Harmonious to the ear ; 
Heaven with the echo shall resound. 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived a way 
To save rebellious man ; 

And all the steps that grace display, 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace taught my roving feet 
To tread the heavenly road ; 

And new supplies each hour I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown 

Through everlasting days; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 

And well deserves our praise. 


Salvation by Grace. Eph. ii, 5: "By grace ye 
are saved." 

This hymn is given verbatim, except one word. 
The author wrote "wandering feet" instead ot 
"roving," in the third stanza. 

From Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the 
Holy Scriptures. London, 1755. 

For biography, see No. 78. 

322 Our debt paid upon the cross. S. M. 

WHAT majesty and grace 
Through all the gospel shine ! 
'Tis God that speaks, and we confess 
The doctrine most divine. 

2 Down from his throne on high, 
The mighty Saviour comes ; 

Lays his bright robes of glory by, 
And feeble flesh assumes. 

3 The debt that sinners owed, 
Upon the cross he pays : 

Then through the clouds ascends to God, 
'Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 

4 There our High Priest appears 
Before his Father's throne ; 

Mingles his merits with our tears, 
And pours salvation down. 

5 Great Sovereign, we adore 
Thy justice and thy grace, 

And on thy faithfulness and power 
Our firm dependence place. 


"The Glorious Gospel oftheblessed God." 1 Tim. 
i. 11. 

This hymn has been changed from a common to 
a short meter by the omission of two syllables from 
the first line ot each stanza. 

From Bipporis Selection, 1787. 

The first lines were originally as follows : 

" What wisdom, majesty, and grace." 
" Down from his starry throne on high." 
" The mighty debt that sinners owed." 
" There he our great High Priest appears." 
" Great God with reverence we adore." 

For biography, see No. 218. 



323 Full and free. CM. 

OWHAT amazing words of grace 
Are in the gospel found ! 
Suited to every sinner's case. 
Who knows the joyful sound. 

2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls 
Are freely welcome here ; 

Salvation, like a river, rolls 
Abundant, free, and clear. 

3 Come, then, with all your w T ants and 

Your every burden bring : 
Here love, unchanging love, abounds, 
A deep, celestial spring. 

-O gracious word ! 

4 Whoever will- 
May of this stream partake ; 

Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord 
And drink for Jesus' sake. 

5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
Have here found life and peace ; 

Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
And drink, adore, and bless. 


" I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the 
end. 1 will give unto him that is athir-t of the 
fountain of the water of life freely." Rev. xxi, 6. 

The second stanza is not Medley's. 

The author wrote : 

2 " Here Jesus calls, ;ind he's a true, 

A kind, a faithful friend ; 
He's ' Alpha and Omega,' too, 

'Beginning and the end.' " 

One other stanza, the fifth, of the original has 
been omitted : 

5 " This spring with living waters flows, 

And living joy imparts : 
Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, 

And drink with thankful hearts." 

The first two lines of the fourth verse the author 
wrote : 

" "Whoever thirsts — O, gracious Word ! 
Shall of this stream partake." 

The author's last stanza has been almost entirely 
changed : 

"To sinners poor, like me and you, 

He saith, he'll ' freely give ; ' 
Come, thirsty souls, and prove it true, 

Drink, and forever live." 

It appeared in the first edition of the author's 
Hymns, 1789. It is also found in Toplady's Col- 
lection, 1776. For biographical sketch, see No. 193. 

324 The joyful sound. CM. 

SALVATION! O the joyful sound! 
What pleasure to our ears ! 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around, 

While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
To thee the praise belongs : 

Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
And dwell upon our tongues. 


Author's title : Salvation. 

One stanza, the second, has been omitted: 

2 " Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay, 
But we arise, by grace divine, 

To see a heavenly day." 

The last stanza was not written by Dr. Watts. 
It was appended by some unknown author. It is, 
in every way, worthy of its place, and caps the 
climax of this grand hymn. This additional stanza 
is not modern ; it is found in the early editions of 
Lady Huntingdon's Collection, and was possibly 
written by the editor of that book, the Rev. Walter 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

3 2 O The all-sufficient Saviour. C. M. 

THE Saviour ! O what endless charms 
Dwell in that blissful sound! 
Its influence every fear disarms, 
And spreads delight around. 

2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine, 
In rich effusion flow, 

For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
And doomed to endless woe. 

3 The almighty Former of the skies 
Stoops to our vile abode ; 

While angels view with wondering eyes, 
And hail the incarnate God. 

4 How rich the depths of love divine ! 
Of bliss a boundless store ! 

Redeemer, let me call thee mine, 
Thy fullness I implore. 

5 On thee alone my hope relies ; 
Beneath thy cross I fall ; 

My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 
My Saviour, and my All ! 




Part of a hymn of thirty-nine stanzas, entitled 
Redeeming Love. This is made up, with slight 
alterations, of verses two, three, eight, thirty-seven, 
and thirty-nine. 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, by 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 

For biography of author, see No. 63. 

326 The gospel feast. C. M. 

LET every mortal ear attend, 
And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the Gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
That feed upon the wind, 

And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill an empty mind ; 

3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared 
A soul-reviving feast, 

And bids your longing appetites 
The rich provision taste. 

4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
And pine away and die, 

Here you may quench your raging thirst 
With springs that never dry. 

5 Rivers of love and mercy here 
In a rich ocean join ; 

Salvation in abundance flows, 
Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 The happy gates of gospel grace 
Stand open night and day : 

Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away. 


Watts gave this hymn a long title: The In- 
vitation of the Gospel : or, Spiritual Food and 
Clothing. It is founded on the first few verses of 
Isaiah lv, " Ho, every one that thirsteth," etc. 

Three stanzas are omitted. One of them is very 
striking and poetic : 

" Dear God ! the treasures of thy love 

Are everlasting mines, 
Deep as our helpless miseries are, 

And boundless as our sins." 

Unaltered. From Hytmis and Spiritual Songs, 
book i, 1707. 

32/ Love vjhich passeth knowledge. L. M. 

OF Him Avho did salvation bring, 
I could forever think and sing; 
Arise, ye needy, — he'll relieve; 
Arise, ye guilty, — he'll forgive. 

2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given; 
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven ; 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 

3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood; 
He closed his eyes to show us God : 

Let all the world fall down and know 
That none but God such love can show. 

4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 

I shed my tears and make my moan ; 
Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
I meet the object of my love. 

5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 
I drink, and yet am ever dry: 

Ah! who against thy charms is proof? 
Ah! who that loves, can love enough? 


Another stanza of this hymn is found in Madan's 
Collection, 1760. It follows the first, and is very 
unique : 

"Eternal Lord, Almighty King, 
All Heav'n cloth with thy Triumphs ring ! 
Thou conquer' st all beneath, above, 
Devils with Force, and Men with Love." 

It was formerly accredited to Charles "Wesley, 
but was found in a book of translations, before the 
time of the Wesleys, by Anthony Wilhelm Boehm, 
(1673-1722,) of whom nothing more is known. 

Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) was born at 
Fontaine, in Burgundy, and was educated at the 
University of Paris. At the age of twenty-two he 
entered the Cistercian Monastery of Citeaux. His 
austerity made him famous, and at the age of 
twenty -five he was appointed abbot of a new mon- 
astery at Clairvaux. Here he remained for many 
years, declining all further preferment. He was 
the author of several famous Latin hymns. 

328 The divine Teacher. L. M. 

HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 
From lips of gentleness and grace, 
While listening thousands gathered round, 
And joy and reverence rilled the place ! 

2 From heaven He came, of heaven he spoke, 
To heaven he led his followers' way ; 

Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke ; 
Unveiling an immortal day. 

3 "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home ; 
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest." 

Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
Obey, and be forever blest. 



4 Decay, then, tenements of dust! 

Pillars of earthly pride, decay ! 
A nobler mansion waits the just, 

And Jesus has prepared the way. 


Title : Jesus Teaching the People. 

The last line of the third stanza the author wrote : 

" Obey thee, love thee, and be blest." 

From Matins and Vespers, London, 1823. 

In his preface the author says : " Should any 
fragment of this little book, remembered and dwelt 
upon in moments of gloom and anxiety, tend to re- 
store peace, to awaken fortitude, to create, to renew, 
or to strengthen confidence in Heaven, I shall have 
obtained the boon for which I pray, the end to 
which 1 aspire." 

See No. 150. 

329 The gift unspeakable. L. M. 

HAPPY the man who finds the grace, 
The blessing of God's chosen race, 
The wisdom coming from above, 
The faith that sweetly works by love. 

2 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price 
Of wisdom's costly merchandise? 
Wisdom to silver we prefer, 

And gold is dross compared to her. 

3 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
True riches, and immortal praise : 

Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her flowery paths are peace. 

4 Happy the man who wisdom gains ; 
Thrice happy, who his guest retains ; 
He owns, and shall forever own, 
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one. 


Part of a successful paraphrase of Prov. iii, 13-18 : 

11 Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the 
man that getteth understanding : For the merchan- 
dise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, 
and the gain thereof than fine gold. She is more 
precious than rubies : and all the things thou canst 
desire are not to be compared unto her. Length of 
days is in her right hand ; and in her left hand 
riches and honor. Her ways are ways of pleasant- 
ness, and all her paths are peace. She is a tree of 
life to them that lav hold upon her : and happy is 
every one that retaineth her." 

The original contains nine stanzas. These are not 

From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Mood of J mis Christ. Lon- 
don, 1747. 

330 The voice of free grace. 1 2. 

THE voice of free grace cries, "Escape to 
the mountain ; 
For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a 

fountain ; 
For sin and uncleanness, and every trans- 
His blood flow's most freely, in streams of 
Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has pur 

chased our pardon ! 
We will praise him again when we pass 
over Jordan. 

2 Now glory to God in the highest is given ; 
Now glory to God is re-echoed in heaven ; 
Around the whole earth let us tell the glad 

And sing of his love, his salvation and glory. 

3 O Jesus, ride on, — thy kingdom is glorious ; 
O'er sin, death, and hell, thou wilt make us 

victorious ; 

Thy name shall be praised in the great con- 

And saints shall ascribe unto thee their 

4 When on Zion we stand, having gained 

the blest shore, 
With our harps in our hands, we will praise 

evermore : 
We'll range the blest fields on the banks of 

the river, 
And sing of redemption for ever and ever, 


I have good reason to believe that this hymn has 
been abbreviated and altered. I have never seen 
the original. 

Mr. Richard Burdsall (1735-1824) was a local 
Wesleyan preacher for about sixty years. 

H. M. 

331 The year of jubilee. 

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
The gladly-solemn sound ! 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 
The year of jubilee is come! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 

Hath full atonement made : 
Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mournful souls, be glad: 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home, 



3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
The all-atoning Lamb; 

Redemption in his blood 

Throughout the world proclaim : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive, 

And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blest in Jesus live : 
The year of jubilee is come! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

5 Ye who have sold for naught 
Your heritage above, 

Shall have it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

6 The gospel trumpet hear, 
The news of heavenly grace ; 

And, saved from earth, appear 
Before your Saviour's face : 
The year of jubilee is come! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 


This wonderful hymn has been ascribed in some 
hymn books to Toplady, the author of Bock of Ages. 
It was first published by Charles Wesley in a pam- 
phlet containing only seven pieces, entitled Hymns 
for Sew- Year's Bay, 1750. Toplady was then 
only ten years of age. It is unaltered and complete. 

The scriptural basis of the hymn is Lev. xxv, 
9, 10: 

11 Then shalt thou cause the trumpet of the jubi- 
lee to sound on the tenth day of the seventh 
month, in the day of atonement shall ye make the 
trumpet sound throughout all your land. And ye 
shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty 
throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants 
thereof: it shall be a jubilee unto you; and ye 
mall return every man unto his possession, and ye 
shall return every man unto his family." 

332 Jesus, the all-atoning Lamb. H. M. 

LET earth and heaven agree, 
Angels and men be joined, 
To celebrate with me 

The Saviour of mankind : 
To adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 

2 Jesus ! transporting sound ! 

The joy of earth and heaven ; 
No other help is found, 
No other name is given, 
By which we can salvation have ; 
But Jesus came the world to save. 

3 Jesus! harmonious name! 
It charms the hosts above; 

They evermore proclaim 
And wonder at his love : 
'Tis all their happiness to gaze, — 
'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 

4 His name the sinner hears, 
And is from sin set free ; 

'Tis music in his ears ; 
'Tis life and victory; 
New songs do now his lips employ, 
And dances his glad heart for joy. 

5 O unexampled love ! 

O all-redeeming grace ! 
How swiftly didst thou move 

To save a fallen race ! 
What shall I do to make it known, 
What thou for all mankind hast done? 

6 O for a trumpet voice, 
On all the w T orld to call, 

To bid their hearts rejoice 
In him who died for all ! 
For all my Lord was crucified ; 
For all, for all, my Saviour died. 


Part of a poem of ten stanzas, from Hymns on 
God's Everlasting Love, 1741. The hymn is made 
up of the first four, the seventh, and ninth stanzas. 
Charles Wesley was never weary of insisting upon 
the truth of the last two lines of this hymn. He 
had a most intense aversion to the opposite doc- 
trine of unconditional election. In another hymn, 
Rublished in the above book, he exclaims: " Take 
ack my interest in Thy blood unless it streamed 
for all the race." In holy audacity, this reminds 
us of the prayer of Moses for Israel :' " Now, if thou 
wilt forgive their sin — ; and if not, blot me, I pray 
thee, out of thy book." 

One word only has been changed. Wesley wrote 
"freely" instead of "swiftly" in verse five, line 

333 Be died for me. L. M. 6 L 

WHEN time seems short and death is 
And I am pressed by doubt and fear, 
And sins, an overflowing tide, 
Assail my peace on every side, 
This thought my refuge still shall be, 

1 know the Saviour died for me. 

2 His name is Jesus, and he died, 
For guilty sinners crucified ; 
Content to die that he might win 
Their ransom from the death of sin: 
No sinner worse than I can be, 
Therefore I know he died for me. 



3 If grace were bought, I could not buy ; 
If grace were coined, no wealth have 1 ; 
By grace alone 1 draw my breath, 
Held up from everlasting death; 
Yet, since I know his grace is free, 
I know the Saviour died for me. 


This beautiful and pathetic hymn was written 
by the author on the day previous to his death, 
which occurred on the Sabbath, April 27, 1862, at 
Florence, Italy. His death was very sudden, as 
he had preached the same day from the text : " Be 
of good cheer ; thy sins be forgiven thee." It is 
not altered. 

There are two additional stanzas : 

4 " I read God's holy Word, and find 
Great truths which far transcend my mind ; 
And little do I know beside 

Of thoughts so high, so deep, so wide : 

This is my best theology, 

I know the Saviour died for me. 

5 " My faith is weak, but 'tis Thy gift ; 
Thou canst my helpless soul uplift, 
And say, ' Thy bonds of death are riven, 
Thy sins by Me are all forgiven ; 

And thou shalt live from guilt set free, 
For I, Thy Saviour, died tor thee.' " 

The Rev. George Washington Bethune, D.D., 
was born in New York in 1805 ; was graduated at 
Dickinson College in 1822, and studied theology at 
Princeton, N. J. He was pastor of Reformed 
Dutch churches in New York and Philadelphia. 

334 The Desire of nations. 8, 7. 

COME, thou long-expected Jesus, 
Born to set thy people free : 
From our fears and sins release us, 
Let us find our rest in thee. 

2 Israel's Strength and Consolation, 
Hope of all the earth thou art : 

Dear Desire of every nation, 
Joy of every longing heart. 

3 Born thy people to deliver, 
Born a child, and yet a King, 

Born to reign in us forever, 

Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 

4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
Rule in all our hearts alone ; 

By thine all-sufficient merit, 
Raise us to thy glorious throne. 


A new and valuable hymn, full of praise and 
prayer. Its meter and rhyme are faultless. It is 
poetic and scriptural. The hymn mender has 

found no excuse for alteration. The first part of 
the hymn contains an evident reference to 
Haggaiii, 7: 

" The Desire of all nations shall come." 
From Hymns for the Nativity of our Lord, 1744. 




OTURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye 
When God in great mercy is coming so nigh? 
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, 

And angels are waiting to welcome you 

2 And now Christ is ready your souls to 

O how can you question, if you will believe? 
If sin is your burden, why will you not come? 
Tis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come 


3 In riches, in pleasures, what can you ob- 

To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain? 
To bear up your spirit when summoned to 

Or waft you to mansions of glory on high? 

4 Why will you be starving, and feeding 

on air? 
There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare ; 
If still you are doubting, make trial and see, 
And prove that his mercy is boundless and 

free. /ox 


The first line is a quotation from Ezek. xxxiii, 11. 
The hymn, six stanzas, is found in the Christian 
Lyre, New York, 1830. 

The Rev. Josiah Hopkins (1786-1862) was or- 
dained pastor of a Congregational church in Ver- 
mont in 1809, and was subsequently pastor of a 
Presbyterian church in northern New York. He 
contributed several pieces to the Christian Lyre, 
which have his name attached. This does not. I 
am inclined to think it is older than 1830. 

336 Delay not. 11. 

DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw 
The waters of life are now flowing for 
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, 
Redemption is purchased, salvation is 



2 Delay not, delay not, why Longer abuse 
The love and compassion of Jesus, thy 

A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse 
To wash and be cleansed in his pardon- 
ing blood ? 

3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, 
For Mercy still lingers and calls thee to- 
day : 

Her voice is not heard in the vale of the 
Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace 
Long grieved and resisted, may take his 

sad flight, 
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race. 
To sink in the gloom of eternity's night, 

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand. 
The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens 

shall fade, 
The dead, small and great, in the judgment 
shall stand ; 
What power then, O sinner, will lend 
thee its aid ! 


This hymn appeared first in Spiritual Songs for 
Social Worship i by Thomas Hastings and Lowell 
Mason. Copyrighted in 1831. It is not altered. 

For biography of author, see No 177. 

337 Fly to Jesus. 7,6 

WEARY souls, that wander wide 
From the central point of bliss, 
Turn to Jesus crucified; 

Fly to those dear wounds of his : 
Sink into the purple flood; 
Rise into the life of God. 

2 Find in Christ the way of peace, 
Peace unspeakable, unknown; 

By his pain he gives you ease, 
Life by his expiring groan : 
Rise exalted by his fall ; 
Find in Christ your all in all. 

3 O believe the record true, 

God to you his Son hath given ; 
Ye may now be happy too, 

Find on earth the life of heaven : 
Live the life of heaven above, 
All the life of glorious love. 

4 This the universal bliss, 

Bliss for every soul designed; 

God's original promise this, 

God's great gift to all mankind : 

Blest in Christ this moment be, 

Blest to all eternity. 


Author's title : T7ie Invitation. Verbatim, from 
Hymns for those that Seek and those that Have Re- 
demption in the Bhod of Jesus Christ, 1747. It in 
found in every edition of the Methodist Episcopal 
Hymn Book. 


O o O Come, and welcome. 

FROM the cross uplifted high, 
Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
What melodious sounds we hear 
Bursting on the ravished ear ! 
" Love's redeeming work is done, 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

2 ' ' Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 
Why beneath thy burdens groan? 

On his pierced body laid, 
Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
Bow the kuee, embrace the Son, 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

3 "Spread for thee, the festal board 
See with richest bounty stored ; 

To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
Thou shalt be a child confessed, 
Never from his house to roam ; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! " 


The Scripture basis for this charming gospel hymn 
is John vii, 37 : 

" If any man thirst, let him come unto me, an J 

Some slight changes have been made since it was 
first published in 1792. 
Verse one, line three : 

" What melodious sounds /hear." 
Verse one, line four : 

"Bursting on my ravish' d ear." 
Verse two, line three : 

" On my pierced body laid." 
Verse two, line five: 

" Bow the knee and kiss the son." 
Verse three, line two : 

M See with richest dainties sto^d." 
Verse three, line four : 

" Yet again a child confest." 



There is one more stanza : 

4 " Soon the days of life shall end, 
Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend, 
Safe your spirits to convey 
To the realms of endless day, 
Up to my eternal home," etc. 

See No. 270. 

339 The work of sin. 7.6 1. 

HEARTS of stone, relent, relent ! 
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; 
See his body mangled, rent, 

Covered with his flowing blood ! 
Sinful soul, what hast thou done? 
Crucified the Eternal Son ! 

2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, 
Driven the nails that fixed him there, 

Crowned with thorns his sacred head, 

Pierced him with a soldier's spear, 
Made his soul a sacrifice ; 
For a sinful world he dies. 

3 Wilt thou let him die in vain? 
Still to death pursue our God? 

Open all his wounds again? 

Trample on his precious blood? 
No ; with all my sins I'll part ; 
Saviour, take my broken heart. 


From Hymns on the Lord's Supper, by John and 
Charles Wesley, Presbyters of the Church of En- 
gland. Bristol, 1745. 

A few verbal changes have been made. The 
original has "murdered " instead of " crucified " in 
the first stanza; "our" sins instead of "thy" sins 
in the second. The first line of the third stanza 
began, " Shall we let," etc. The third line was : 

" Open, tear his wounds again." 

o40 Invitation hymn. 8. 7, 4. 

COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore : 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love, and power : 

He is able. 
He is willing : doubt no more. 

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome ; 

God's free bounty glorify ; 
True belief and true repentance, 

Every grace that brings you nigh, 
Without money, 

Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 

All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him : 

This he gives you ; 
'Tis the Spirit's glimmering beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 

If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all ; 

Not the righteous, — 
Sinners Jesus came to call. 

5 Agonizing in the garden, 
Your Redeemer prostrate lies ; 

On the bloody tree behold him ! 
Hear him cry, before he dies, 

"It is finished!" 
Sinners, will not this suffice? 

6 Lo ! the incarnate God, ascending, 
Pleads the merit of his blood : 

Venture on him, venture freely ; 
Let no other trust intrude : 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

7 Saints and angels, joined in concert, 
Sing the praises of the Lamb ; 

While the blissful seats of heaven 
Sweetly echo with his name : 

Sinners here may do the same. 


Author's title: Comeand Welcome to Jesus Christ. 
From Hymns, Composed on Various Subjects, by J. 
Hart. Date of preface, 1759. 

A few lines have been changed. Hart published 
the first line : 

" Come, ye sinners, poor and wr 

And the fourth : 
"Full of pi 


The first two lines of the fifth verse have also 
been changed. The author wrote : 

" View him grovUing in the garden ; 
Lo! your Maker prostrate lies." 

For more than sixty years this hymn stood No. 2 
in the Methodist collection. It is a favorite invita- 
tion hymn, and thousands have decided to accept 
Christ while it was being sung. 



34 X The ftealiny fountain. 8,7,7. 

COME to Calvary's holy mountain. 
Sinners ruined by the fall; 
Here a pure and healing fountain 

Flows to you, to me, to all, 
In a full perpetual tide, 

Opened when our Saviour died. 

2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, 
Wounded, impotent, and blind; 

Here the guilty, free remission, 

Here the lost a refuge find. 
Health this fountain will restore ; 
He that drinks need thirst no more. 

3 Come, ye dying, live forever; 
'Tis a soul-reviving flood ; 

God is faithful ; he will never 

Break his covenant sealed in blood ; 
Signed when our Redeemer died, 
Sealed when he was glorified. 


Title : A Fountain Opened for Sin and Unclean- 
Three lines have been altered. 

Verse two, line four : 

" Here the troubled peace may find." 
Verse three, line one : 

" He that drinks shall live forever." 
Verse three, line two : 

u 'Tis a sou\-renewing flood ; 

One unique stanza, the second, has been omitted : 

" Come in poverty and meanness, 

Come defiled, without, within ; 
From infection and uncleanness, 

From the leprosy of sin, 
Wash your robes and make them white ; 
Ye shall walk with God in light." 

From the Christian Psalmist, 1825. 

342 Bear, and live. 8, 7, 4. 

SINNERS, will you scorn the message 
Sent in mercy from above? 
Every sentence, 6 how tender! 
Every line is full of love : 

Listen to it ; 
Every line is full of love. 

2 Hear the heralds of the gospel 
News from Zion's King proclaim: 

"Pardon to each rebel sinner, 
Free forgiveness in his name : " 

How important ! 
"Free forgiveness in his name." 

3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor ; 
Fearful hearts, they quell your fears, 

And, with news of consolation, 
Chase away the falling tears : 

Tender heralds ! 
Chase away the falling tears. 

4 O ye angels, hovering round us, 
Waiting spirits, speed your way ; 

Haste ye to the court of heaven, 
Tidings bear without delay, 

Rebel sinners 
Glad the message will obey. 


This favorite old hymn appeared in John Dobell's 
New Selection, 1806, where it was marked Allen's 

Nothing more is positively known concerning 
its authorship. 

In Dobell's selection the hymn has six stanzas. 
Verses four and five have been omitted. 

343 The last call. 8, 7, 4. 

HEAR, O sinner, mercy hails you, 
Now with sweetest voice she calls ; 
Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, 
Ere the hand of justice falls ; 

Hear, O sinner! 
'Tis the voice of mercy calls. 

2 Haste, O sinner, to the Saviour ! 

Seek his mercy while you may; 
Soon the day of grace is over ; 

Soon your life will pass away: 
Haste, O sinner! 

You must perish if you stay. 


Title : The Sinner invited. 

Three stanzas ; these are the first and third altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line one : 

" Listen, sinner ! mercy hails you. 
Verse one, line two : 

" With her sweetest voice she calls." 

Verse one, line three : 

" Bids you hasten to the Saviour." 



Verse one, line live : 
"Listen, sinner." 

Verse two, line one : 

"Haste! ah, hasten/ to the Saviour." 

Verse two, line two : 

" Sue his mercy while you may." 

Verse two, line five : 
"Hasten, sinner." 

Omitted stanza: 

" See ! the storm of vengeance gathering 
O'er the path you dare to tread : 

Hark ! the awful thunders rolling 
Loud and louder o'er your head ; 

Tarry, sinner! 
Lest the lightnings strike your head." 

From the author's Collection, 1817. 
See No. 267. 


The gracious call. 

COME, said Jesus' sacred voice, 
Come, and make my path your choice ; 

1 will guide you to your home ; 
Weary pilgrim, hither come. 

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn. 
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, 
Long hast roamed the barren waste, 
Weary pilgrim, hither haste. 

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, 
Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; 
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn. 

In remorse for guilt who mourn ; 

4 Hither come, for here is found 
Balm that flows for every wound, 
Peace that ever shall endure, 
Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 


" Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy 
laden, and I will give you rest." Matt, xi, 28. 

The third stanza is made up of the first half of 
the third and fourth of the original. The last coup- 
lets of these stanzas are as follows : 

" Ye whose swollen and sleepless eyes 
Watch to see the morning rise." 

" Here repose your heavy care : 
Who the stings of guilt can bear ? " 

The last stanza the author began with, " Sinner, 
come," etc. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 77. 

345 Delay dangerous. 7. 

HASTEN, sinner, to be wise ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun : 
Wisdom if you still despise, 
Harder is it to be won. 

2 Hasten, mercy to implore ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest thy season should be o'er 
Ere this evening's stage be run. 

3 Hasten, sinner, to return ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest thy lamp should fail to burn 
Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest perdition thee arrest 
Ere the morrow is begun. 


Author's title : Delay. 
Two lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line three : 

" Longer wisdom you despise." 

Verse one, line four : 

" Harder is she to be won." 

This valuable hymn is from a volume contain- 
ing one hundred and four pieces, entitled Lyric 
Dmns, Devotional and Moral, by Thomas Scott. 
London, 1773. 

The Kev. Thomas Scott was a native of Nor- 
wich, England j and was the son of a Dissenting 
minister, and himself a school-teacher and a min- 
ister among the Presbyterians. He died in 1776. 


34:6 At Zioii's gate. 

PILGRIM, burdened with thy sin, 
Come the way to Zion's gate : 
There, till mercy lets thee in, 

Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait. 
Knock — He knows the sinner's cry ; 

Weep — he loves the mourner's tears ; 
Watch, for saving grace is nigh ; 
Wait, till heavenly light appears. 

2 Hark, it is the Bridegroom's voice : 

"Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest! " 
Now within the gate rejoice, 

Safe, and sealed, and bought, and blest : 
Safe, from all the lures of vice ; 

Sealed, by signs the chosen know; 
Bought by love, and life the price; 

Blest, the mighty debt to owe. 



3 Holy pilgrim, what for thee 

In a world like this remain: I 
From thy guarded breast shall flee 

Fear, and shame, and doubt, and pain: 
Fear, the hope of heaven shall fly ; 

Shame, from glory's view retire ; 
Doubt, in certain rapture die; 

Pain, in endless bliss expire. 


This is unaltered and entire. 

The careful reader will see that the hymn is a 
literary curiosity. The fourth line of each stanza 
contains four words which begin the four follow- 
ing lines. 

It is found in the author's poem, Sir Eustace 

Grty, first published in 17>5. Sir Eustace is a 
worldly, prosperous man, who meets with great 
affliction, loss of family and estate, and becomes 

insane. While a patient in a mad-house he tells 
to his physician and a visitor the story of his sor- 
rows, and at length, of the rest he had found, he 

" I heard a heavenly Teacher speak, 
And felt the Suh of Mercy shine ; 
I hailed the light, the birth divine ! 
And then was sealed among the few. 
" Come hear how thus the charmers cry 

To wandering sheep the strays of sin, 
While some the wicket-gate pass by, 

And some will knock and enter in ; 
Full joyful 'tis a soul to win, 

For he that winneth souls is wise ; 
Now hark ! the holy strains begin, 

And thus the sainted preacher cries : 

" Pilgrim, burthened with thy sin," etc. 

The Kev. George Crabbe was born in England 
in 1754, and early studied medicine; but gave up 
this profession and applied himself to literature. 
He sought the acquaintance of Edmund Burke, 
who became his friend and aided him in various 
ways. In 17S1 he was ordained priest of the Es- 
tablished Church. His most successful poems 
were The Earish Agister, 1809, and The Borough. 
1810. He died in 1S32. A complete edition of 
his writings was published in 1S35. 


347 Why will ye die r 7. 

SINNERS, turn; why will ye die? 
God, your Maker, asks you why ; 
God, who did your being give. 
Made you with himself to live : 
He the fatal cause demands ; 
Asks the work of his own hands. 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye cross his love, and die? 

2 Sinners, turn; why will ye die? 
God, your Saviour, asks you why; 
He, who did your souls retrieve, 
Died himself, that ye might live. 
Will ye let him die in vain? 
Crucify your Lord again? 

Why, ye ransomed sinners, why 
Will ye slight his grace and die? 

3 Sinners, turn; why will ye die? 
God, the Spirit, asks you why ; 
He, who all your lives hath strove, 
Wooed you to embrace his love. 
Will ye not his grace receive? 
Will ye still refuse to live? 

Why, ye long-sought sinners, why 
Will ye grieve your God, and die? 

4 Dead, already dead within, — 
Spiritually dead in sin ; 

Dead to God while here you breathe, 
Pant ye after second death? 
Will ye still in sin remain, 
Greedy of eternal pain ? 
O ye dying sinners, why, 
Why will ye forever die? 


" Why will ye die? house of Israel.-' Ezek. 
xviii, 31. 

This hymn and the one following are parts of a 
poem of sixteen stanzas, first published in Hymns 
on God's Everlasting Lore, 1741. 

This part is the first four stanzas, verbatim, ex- 
cept that it has "ye" for "you" in some half- 
dozen lines. All the stanzas are valuable : 

5 " Let the beasts their breath resign, 
Strangers to the life divine ; 

Who their God can never know, 
Let their spirit downward go. 
Ye for higher ends were born ; 
Ye may all to God return, 
Live with Him above the sky ; 
Why will you forever die ? 

6 M You, on whom He favors showers, 
You, possest of nobler powers ; 

You, of reason's powers possest, 
You, with will and memory blest, 
You, with finer sense endued. 
Creatures capable of God, 
Noblest of His creatures, why, 
Why will you forever die ? 

7 " You, whom He ordained to be 
Transcript of the Trinity : 

You, whom He in life doth hold. 
You, for whom Himself was sold ; 
Y^u, on whom He still doth wait. 
Whom He would again create, 
Made by Him, and purchased, why, 
Why wiE you forever die I 



8 " You, who own His record true, 
You, His chosen people, you, 
You, who call the Saviour Lord, 
You, who read His written Word, 
You, who see the gospel light, 
Claim a crown in Jesus' right, 
Why will you, ye Christians, why 
Will the house of Israel die ? 

9 " You, His own peculiar race, 
Sharers of His special grace ; 
All His grace to you is given, 
You, the favorites of heaven : 
And will you unfaithful prove, 
Trample on His richest Love ? 
Jesus asks the reason, why, 
Why will you resolve to die?" 


348 Tender expostulation. 7. 

WHAT could your Redeemer do, 
More than he hath done for you? 
To procure your peace with God, 
Could he more than shed his blood? 
After all his flow of love, 
All his drawings from above, 
Why will ye your Lord deny? 
Why will ye resolve to die ? 

2 "Turn," he cries, " ye sinners, turn : " 
By his life, your God hath sworn, 

He would have you turn and live ; 
He would all the world receive. 
If your death were his delight, 
Would he you to life invite? 
Would he ask, beseech, and cry, 
" Why will ye resolve to die? " 

3 Sinners, turn, while God is near ; 
Dare not think him insincere : 
Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands ; 
All day long he spreads his hands ; 
Cries, " Ye will not happy be ; 

No, ye will not come to me — 
Me, who life to none deny : 
Why will ye resolve to die?" 


Part second is made up of stanzas ten, thirteen, 
and fifteen. 
The changes are as follows : 

Verse one, line five : 

11 After all His wade of love." 

Verse two, lines five, six, and seven were taken 
from verse fourteen, which see. 
Verse two, line five : 

11 He hath brought to all the race." 

Verse two, line six : 

" Full salvation by His grace.' 1 '' 

Verse two, line seven : 

" He hath no one soul passed by." 

11 " Will you die because His grace 
Cannot reach to all the race ? 

Life because you cannot have ? 
You because He will not save ! 
Dare you say He doth not call, 
Doth not offer life to all, 
Doth not ask His creatures, why, 
Why will you resolve to die ? 

12 "Saith He what He never meant, 
Calls on all men to repent, 

Calls, while His decree withstands. 
Mocks the work of His own hands? 
Will you die because you must? 
Dare you make your God unjust ? 
He would have you live ; O why, 
Why will you resolve to die ? 

14 " Hath he pleasure in your pain? 
Did He you to death ordain, 
Vow you never should return, 
Damn, or ever you were born ? 
If your death were His delight, 
Would He you to life invite \ 
Would He ask, obtest, and cry, 
Why will you resolve to die ? 

16 " Can ye doubt, if God is Love, 
If to all His bowels move ? 
Will ye not His Word receive ? 
Will ye not His oath believe? 
See, the suffering God appears 1 
Jesus weeps ! believe His tears ; 
Mingled with His Blood, they cry, 
Why will you resolve to die?" 

349 The accepted time. L. M, 

TT7HILE life prolongs its precious light, 
W Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
But soon, ah, soon, approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
How sweet the gospel's charming sound 1 

Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
Shall death command you to the grave, 

Before his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair, 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
Nor God regard your bitter prayer, 
No Saviour call you to the skies. 



5 Now God invites; how blest the day! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, 

While yet a pardoning God is found. 


Title: Life, the Only Accepted Time. 

This solemn and valuable hymn is found in the 
author's edition of Wattes Psalms, preface-date, 
1800. It is given as the third part of Psalm lxxxviii. 
It will be seen that the hymn here closes with a 
repetition of the second stanza. This is the work 
of some editor. The author closed with these 
omitted stanzas : 

5 " No wonders to the dead are shown, 
(The wonders of redeeming love;) 

No voice his glorious truth makes known, 
Nor sings the bliss of climes above. 

6 "Silence, and solitude, and gloom, 
In these forgetful realms appear; 
Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb, 
And hope shall never enter there." 

It has not been otherwise altered. 

The Eev. Timothy Dwight, D.D., was born in 
Northampton, Mass., in 1752 ; and entered Yale 
College when only thirteen years old. In the war 
of the Revolution 'he was a patriot and a chaplain. 
In 1795 he was elected President of Yale College, a 
position that he held to the time of his death, in 
1817. Dr. Dwight was the author of several theo- 
logical works, and of a number of poems ; among 
others, the patriotic song : 

"Columbia! Columbia 1 to glory arise, 

The queen of the world, and the child of the skies." 

3 O All things are ready. L. M. 

SINNERS, obey the gospel word ; 
Haste to the supper of my Lord ; 
Be wise to know your gracious day ; 
All things are ready, — come away. 

2 Ready the Father is to own 
And kiss his late-returning son ; 
Ready your loving Saviour stands, 
And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 

3 Ready the Spirit of his love, 
Just now the stony to remove; 

To apply and witness with the blood, 
And wash and seal the sons of God. 

4 Ready for you the angels wait, 
To triumph in your blest estate ; 
Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Are ready, with their shining host; 
All heaven is ready to resound, 
" The dead's alive ! the lost is found ! " 


Text: "Come; for all things are now ready." 
Luke xiv, 17. 

The first part of a poem of ten stanzas, from 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

The reader will readily recognize the allusions to 
the prodigal son in verses two and five. 

The original of verse five, line two, is, " Is ready," 

No. 351 is the last part of the same hymn. 

3 O 1 The bliss of penitence. L. M. 

COME, O ye sinners, to the Lord, 
In Christ to paradise restored : 
His proffered benefits embrace, 
The plenitude of gospel grace. 

2 A pardon written with his blood ; 
The favor and the peace of God ; 
The seeing eye, the feeling sense, 
The mystic joys of penitence : 

3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, 
The meltings of a broken heart ; 

The tears that tell your sins forgiven ; 
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven : 

4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, 
The unutterable tenderness, 

The genuine, meek humility ; 

The wonder, "Why such love to me? " 

5 The o'erwhelming power of saving grace, 
The sight that veils the seraph's face ; 
The speechless awe that dares not move, 
And all the silent heaven of love. 


The first line of this hymn has been slightly 
changed. It is the sixth stanza of the poem, and 
begins : " Come, then, ye sinners to your Lord." 

352 God calling yet. L. M. 

GOD calling yet! shall I not hear? 
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear \ 
Shall life's swift passing years all fly, 
And still my soul in slumber lie? 

2 God calling yet! shall I not rise? 
Can I his loving voice despise? 
And basely his kind care repay? 
He calls me still; can I delay? 



3 God calling yet ! and shall he knock, 
And I my heart the closer lock? 

He still is waiting to receive, 
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve? 

4 God calling yet ! and shall I give 
No heed, but still in bondage live? 
I wait, but he does not forsake ; 
He calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 

5 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; 
My heart I yield without delay: 

Vain world, farewell, from thee I part ; 
The voice of God hath reached my heart. 


" Unto you, men, I call ; and my voice is to 
the sons ofm-an." Pro v. viii, 4. 

The translation is found in Hymns from the Land 
of Luther, 1853. 

It has been changed considerably. The following 
verse, the fifth, is omitted : 

" Ah ! yield Him all — all to His care confiding: 
Where but with him, are rest and peace abiding? 
Unloose, unloose, break earthly bonds asunder, 
And let this spirit rise in soaring wonder." 

Miss Jane Borthwick (born in 1825) was one of the 
editors of Hymns from the Land of Luther, 1853, 
and the author of a small volume of poems, entitled 
Thoughts for the Thoughtful, 1859. 

For biography of Tersteegen, see No. 47. 

353 l.m. 

Quench not the Spirit. 1 Thess. v, 18. 

SAY, sinner, hath a voice within 
Oft whispered to thy secret soul, 
Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, 
And yield thy heart to God's control? 

2 Sinner, it was a heavenly voice, 
It was the Spirit's gracious call ; 

It bade thee make the better choice, 
And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 

3 Spurn not the call to life and light ; 
Regard in time the warning kind ; 

That call thou mayst not always slight 
And yet the gate of mercy find. 

4 God's Spirit will not always strive 
With hardened, self- destroying man ; 

Ye, who persist his love to grieve, 
May never hear his voice again. 

5 Sinner, perhaps this very day 
Thy last accepted time may be ; 

O shouldst thou grieve him now away, 
Then hope may never beam on thee. 


A solemn hymn written upon Genesis vi, 3: 
" My Spirit shall not always strive with man.'' 7 It 
was contributed to Dr. Nettleton's Village Hymns, 
1824. The second verse is omitted : 

" Hath something met thee in the path 

Of worldliness and vanity, 
And pointed to the coming wrath, 

And warn'd thee from that wrath to flee? " 

It has not been altered. 

The author's name was not Ann, but Abby 
Bradley Hyde. She was the wife of the Kev. 
Lavius Hyde, a Congregational minister, who was 
pastor of several churches in Massachusetts and 

Mrs. Hyde lived from 1799 to 1872. 

354 Haste, traveler, haste. L.M. 

HASTE, traveler, haste! the night 
comes on, 
And many a shining hour is gone ; 
The storm is gathering in the west, 
And thou art far from home and rest. 

2 O far from home thy footsteps stray ; 
Christ is the Life, and Christ the Way, 
And Christ the Light ; thy setting sun 
Sinks ere thy morning is begun. 

3 The rising tempest sweeps the sky ; 
The rains descend, the winds are high; 
The waters swell, and death and fear 
Beset thy path, nor refuge near. 

4 Then linger not in all the plain, 
Flee for thy life, the mountain gain ; 
Look not behind, make no delay, 

O speed thee, speed thee on thy way. 


This is not in Dr. Collyer's Collection, 1812. It 
was probably written after that book was published. 
It is found in Rippori's Selection— the twenty-nimh 
edition — published in 1829, where each stanza closes 
with this burden : 

" Haste, traveller, haste ! " 
Verses three, five, and seven are omitted ; 

3 " Awake, awake ! pursue thy way 
With steady course, while yet 'tis day ; 
While thou art sleeping on the ground, 
Danger and darkness gather round. 
Haste, traveller, haste ! " 

5 " yes 1 a shelter you may gain, 
A covert from the wind and ram, 
A hiding-place, a rest, a home, 
A refuge from the wrath to come. 
Haste, traveller, haste ! " 



7 " Poor, lost, benighted soul ! art thou 
Willing to find salvation now ? 
There yet is hope ; hear mercy's call : 
Truth ! Life ! Light ! Way ! in Christ is all ! 
Haste to Him, haste ! " 

The Rev. William Bengo Collyer, D.D., was 
born in 1782, and was pastor ot a Congregational 
church in Peckham, London, from 1811 to the time 
of his death, in 1854. He published several prose 
works and compiled a hymn book, entitled Hymns, 
Partly Collected and Partly Original. London, 
1812. In this book were published fifty-eight 
hymns ol his own composition. 

355 Whosoever will. Eev. xxii, 17. S. M. 

THE Spirit, in our hearts, 
Is whispering, " Sinner, come: " 
The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
To all his children, "Come ! " 

2 Let him that heareth say 
To all about him, " Come ! " 

Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
To Christ, the fountain, come ! 

3 Yea, whosoever will, 
O let him freely come, 

And freely drink the stream of life ; 
'Tis Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, 
Declares, "I quickly come;" 

Lord, even so ! we wait thine hour ; 
O blest Redeemer, come ! 


It will be seen that the first three verses are 
founded on Rev. xxii, 17 : 

11 And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And 
let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that 
is athirst come. And whosever will, let him take 
the water of life freely." 

The last stanza is based upon verse 20 : 

" He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I 
come quickly : Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus." 

The last line has been altered. The author 
wrote : 

"Jesus, my Saviour, come." 

Contributed to the Hymns in the Protestant Epis- 
copal. Prayer Book, 1826. 

The Rev. Henry Ustic Onderdonk, D.D., was 
born in New York in 1789 ; was graduated at Colum- 
bia College in 1805, and then studied medicine. 
After practicing for several years he decided to enter 
the ministry. He rose rapidly to distinction as a 

preacher, and in 1827 was elected to the episcopacy 
in the Protestant Episcopal Church. On account 
of some dissatisfaction he resigned his office of 
Bishop in 1844. He lived till 1858. Several of his 
hymns are found in the Hymnal of the Protestant 
Episcopal Church. 

356 The guardianship of angels. S. M. 

YE simple souls that stray 
Far from the path of peace, 
That lonely, unfrequented way 

To life and happiness, 
Why will ye folly love, 

And throng the downward road, 
And hate the wisdom from above, 
And mock the sons of God? 

2 So wretched and obscure, 
The men whom ye despise, 

So foolish, impotent, and poor,— 

Above your scorn we rise : 
We, through the Holy Ghost, 

Can witness better things ; 
For he whose blood is all our boast, 

Hath made us priests and kings. 

3 Riches unsearchable 

In Jesus' love we know ; 
And pleasures springing from the well 

Of life, our souls overflow : 
The Spirit we receive 

Of wisdom, grace, and power ; 
And always sorrowful we live, 

Rejoicing evermore. 

4 Angels our servants are, 
And keep in all our ways, 

And in their watchful hands they bear 

The sacred sons of grace : 
Unto that heavenly bliss 

They all our steps attend; 
And God himself our Father is, 

And Jesus is our friend. 


Published, without title, in Hymns for Those that 
Seek and Those that Have Redemption in the Blood 
of Jesus Christ. London, 1747. 

This pamphlet, containing fifty-two pieces, and 
sold for sixpence, was published without name. 
Mr. Henry Moore, one ot the biographers of John 
Wesley, claims the authorship of this hymn for 
John, rather than for Charles, Wesley. 

Stanzas two, three, and seven have been omitt- d, 
and the meter has been changed from particular lo 
short. This chancre was made by the author for 
his Collection of Hymns for the vse of the people 
called Methodists. 1780. 



OO 7 All things are ready. Matt, xxii, 4. S. M. 

** A LL things are ready," come, 
j\_ Come to the supper spread ; 

Come, rich and poor, come, old and young, 
Come, and be richly fed. 

2 " All things are ready," come, 
The invitation's given, 

Through Him who now in glory sits 
At God's right hand in heaven. 

3 " All things are ready," come, 
The door is open wide ; 

O feast upon the love of God, 
For Christ, his Son, has died. 

4 " All things are ready," come, 
To-morrow may not be ; 

O sinner, come, the Saviour waits 
This hour to welcome thee. 


From Gospel Echoes; or, Help to the Heralds of 
Salvation, by Albert Midlane. London, 1865. 

This little book contains one hundred and ninety- 
one hymns. 

The hymn is not altered. One verse, the fourth, 
has been omitted : 

" ' All things are ready,' come, 

All hind'rance is removed ; 
And God, in Christ, His precious love 

To fallen man has proved." 

Albert Midlane, a layman of the Church of En- 
gland, was born in 1825. Besides the above-men- 
tioned book, he published Leaves from Olivet, 


S. M. 

3 O 8 The second death. 

WHERE shall rest be found, 
Rest for the weary soul? 
'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 
The bliss for which we sigh ; 

'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 
There is a life above, 

Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
And all that life is love. 

4 There is a death, whose pang 
Outlasts the fleeting breath : 

O what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death I 

5 Thou God of truth and grace, 
Teach us that death to shun ; 

Lest we be banished from thy face, 
For evermore undone. 


Author's title : The Issues of Life and Death. 

The testimony of Montgomery', in the first part 
of this hymn, should have great weight. He wrote 
from sad experience. 

The original has four additional lines : 

"Here would we end our quest ; 

Alone are found in Thee 
The life of perfect love, the rest 

Of immortality." 

Unaltered from Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
See No. 5. 

3 O 9 Accepting the invitation. S. M. 

COME, weary sinners, come, 
Groaning beneath your load ; 
The Saviour calls his wanderers home ; 
Haste to your pardoning God. 

2 Come, all by guilt oppressed, 
Answer the Saviour's call, 

' ' O come, and I will give you rest, 
And I will save you all." 

3 Redeemer, full of love. 
We would thy word obey, 

And all thy faithful mercies prove: 
O take our guilt away. 

4 We would on thee rely, 

On thee would cast our care ; 
Now to thine arms of mercy fly, 
And find salvation there. 


The original contains four double stanzas. This 
hymn is made up of the first, the first part of the 
second, and the last part of the third ; but there is 

not a single line that remains as it was published by 
the Wesleys. The changes were made by the edit- 
ing committee of 1848. Common honesty demands 
that it should be marked altered. 

From Hymns for those that Seek and those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ, 

360 Seek Him while he may be found. S. M. 

Y son, know thou the Lord, 
Thy father's God obey ; 
Seek his protecting care by night, 
His guardian hand by day. 




2 Call, while he may be found ; 
Seek him while he is near ; 

Serve him with all thy heart and mind, 
And worship him with fear. 

3 If thou wilt seek his face, 
His ear will hear thy cry ; 

Then shall thou find his mercy sure, 
His grace forever nigh. 

4 But if thou leave thy God, 
Nor choose the path to heaven, 

Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, 
And never be forgiven. 


This is hardly a hymn, but it is a fine exhorta- 
tion. It was written upon the words of David to 
Solomon, found in 1 Chron. xxviii, 9 : 

"And thou, Solomon, my son, know thou the 
God ot thy father, and serve him with a perfect 
heart, and with a willing mind: for the Lord 
searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the im- 
aginations of the thoughts: if thou seek him, he 
will be found of thee ; but if thou forsake him, he 
will cast thee oft' forever." 

The Hymnal gives the authorship to Robert Carr 
Brackenbury, who was a local Wesleyanpreacher, 
and a wealthy and gifted friend of John Wesley for 
many years ; but this is certainly a mistake. The 
hymn is found in a neat little book, entitled Ser- 
mons to Children. To which are added Short 
Hymns suited to the Subject. " By a Lady." There 
were in this book seventeen little sermons, and fif- 
teen hymns. This hymn follows Sermon xvi. The 
text of the sermon, as well as the basis of the hymn, 
is the above-quoted passage. 

The first hymn is the once familiar and favorite 

" See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands." 
The date is from 1795 to 1818. 

361 The day of grace. 
OW is the accepted time, 

S. M. 


Now is the day of grace : 
Now, sinners, come without delay, 
And seek the Saviour's face. 

2 Now is the accepted time, 
The Saviour calls to-day ; 

To-morrow it may be too late — 
Then why should you delay? 

3 Now is the accepted time, 
The gospel bids you come ; 

And every promise in his word 
Declares there yet is room. 


" Behold, now is the accepted time." 2 Cor. vi, 2. 

It is unaltered. 

The original has two additional stanzas : 

4 " Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
And feast them with thy love ; 

Then will the angels clap their wings, 
And bear the news above. 

5 " At length around thy throne 
They shall thy face behold ; 

While thro' eternity they'll strive 
Their raptures to unfold." 

From A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evan- 
gelical Hymns, For Private, Family, and Public 
Worship. (Many original.) From more than two 
hundred of the best authors in England, Scotland, 
Ireland, and America. Intended as A Supplement 
to Dr. Watts's Psalms and Hymns, by John Dobtll, 
1806. Dobell was a pious man, and his hymn 
book a good one for those times. He lived from 
1757 to 1840. 

362 The abundance of His grace. L. M. 

HO! every one that thirsts draw nigh: 
'Tis God invites the fallen race: 
Mercy and free salvation buy ; 

Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 

2 Come to the living waters, come ! 
Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 

Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
And find his grace is free for all. 

3 See from the Rock a fountain rise ; 
For you in healing streams it rolls; 

Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
Ye laboring, burdened, sin-sick souls. 

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give; 
Leave all you have and are behind ; 

Frankly the gift of God receive ; 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 


Isa. lv. The first four verses of a paraphrase of 
the entire chapter, containing thirty-one stanzas. I 
know of no reason for attributing this to John 
rather than Charles Wesley. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems : Published by 
John Wesley, M.A., Fellow of Lincoln College, 
Oxford; and Charles Wesley, M.A., Student of 
Christ Church, Oxford. London, 1740. 

The author wrote verse two, line four: 

" And find my grace," etc. 

363 Come to Me. L 

WITH tearful eyes I look around; 
Life seems a dark and stormy sea; 
Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, 
A heavenly whisper, ' 4 Come to me ! H 




2 It tells me of a place of rest, 

It tells me where my soul may flee : 
to the weary, faint, oppressed, 

How sweet the bidding, " Come to me! " 

3 When against sin I strive in vain, 
And cannot from its yoke get free, 

Sinking beneath the heavy chain, 

The words arrest me, " Come to me!" 

4 When nature shudders, loath to part 
From all I love, enjoy, and see ; 

When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
A sweet voice utters, ' ! Come to me ! 

5 ' ' Come, for all else must fail and die ; 
Earth is no resting-place for thee ; 

Heavenward direct thy weeping eye ; 
I am thy portion : come to me ! " 


Founded upon the precious words of Jesus : 

" Come unto me ; all ye that labor and are heavy 
laden, and I will give you rest." Matt, xi, 28. 

Two stanzas, the third and seventh, are omitted : 

3 " When the poor heart with anguish learns, 
That earthly props resigned must be, 

And from each broken cistern turns, 
It hears the accents, ' Come to me.' 

7 " voice of mercy ! voice of love ! 

In conflict, grief, and agony ; 
Support me, cheer me from above ! 

And gently whisper, ' Come to me.' " 

This fine hymn is from the Invalid's Hymn 
Book, 1835. For many years it was anonymous, but 
The Book of Praise, edited by Sir Eoundell Palmer, 
(Lord Selborne,) attributes it to Miss Elliott. 

Charlotte Elliott was born in England in 1789, 
and lived till 1871. She was highly accomplished 
and fond of society. A serious sickness led her to 
feel the need of personal religion. Something of 
the conflict in her soul is evidently recorded in this 
hymn. Hymn No. 393, " Just as I am," seems to 
be the counterpart of this. 

Miss Elliott was an invalid for many years, yet 
she was a devoted Christian and anxious to do 
good. Her desire was granted through her hymns, 
which have been a blessing to multitudes. 

364: The gospel feast. L. M. 

COME, sinners, to the gospel feast ; 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest : 
Ye need not one be left behind, 
For God hath bidden all mankind. 

2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
The invitation is to all : 
Come all the world ! come, sinner, thou ! 
All things in Christ are ready now. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, 
Ye restless wanderers after rest ; 

Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind, 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

4 My message as from God receive ; 
Ye all may come to Christ and live : 
O let his love your hearts constrain, 
Nor suffer him to die in vain. 

5 See him set forth before your eyes, 
That precious, bleeding sacrifice : 
His offered benefits embrace, 

And freely now be saved by grace. 


Title : The Great Supper. 

Founded on Luke xiv, 16-24. 

It is a very interesting paraphrase of the story, 
in twenty four stanzas. The hymn is made up of 
verses one, two, twelve, twenty, and twenty-two. 
A few slight changes were made for the Collection, 
1780. In some ot the omitted stanzas the author 
uses great plainness of speech, for example, we give 
the following verse, the thirteenth of the original : 

" Sinners my gracious Lord receives, 
Harlots, and publicans, and thieves ; 
Drunkards, and all ye hellish crew, 
I have a message now to you." 

It is said that when Jesse Lee preached under the 
Old Elm, on Boston Common, in 1790, he sang this 
radical Methodist hymn to collect his congregation. 

From Redemption Hymns, 1747. 

3 6 O Sin kills beyond the tomb. C. M. 

YAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear; 
Repent, thine end is nigh ; 
Death, at the farthest, can't be far : 
O think before thou die. 

2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save ; 
Thy sins, how high they mount ! 

What are thy hopes beyond the grave? 
How stands that dark account? 

3 Death enters, and there's no defense ; 
His time there's none can tell ; 

He'll in a moment call thee hence, 
To heaven, or down to hell. 

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care, 
Shall into dust consume ; 

But, ah ! destruction stops not there ; 
Sin kills beyond the tomb. 


Author's title : Death. 



The second line of the fourth stanza, the writer 
published : 

" Shall crawling wo)ins consume," 

which, by the way, is neither true nor poetic. 
There are two additional and comparatively feeble 
rtanzas : 

" To-day the gospel calls, to-day, 

Sinners, it speaks to you ; 
Let every one forsake his way, 

And mercy will ensue : 

" Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood, 

How vile soe'er he be ; 
Abundant pardon, peace with God, 

All given entirely free." 

From the Supplement of HarVs Hynms, 1762. 

366 cm. 

Boast not thyself of to-morrow. Prov. xxvii, 1. 

WHY should we boast of time to come, 
Though but a single day, 
This hour may fix our final doom, 
Though strong, and young, and gay. 

2 The present we should now redeem ■ 
This only is our own ; 

The past, alas ! is all a dream ; 
The future is unknown. 

3 O think what vast concerns depend 
Upon a moment's space, 

When life and all its cares shall end 
In vengeance or in grace. 

4 O for that power which melts the heart, 
And lifts the soul on high ! 

Where sin and grief and death depart, 
And pleasures never die. 


This appeared in the Methodist Episcopal Hymn 
Book in 1849. 

The Rev. Matthew Wilks, (1746-1829,) one of 
Lady Huntingdon's ministers, wrote hymns, but 
this is not found among those attributed to him. I 
can vouch neither for the authorship nor for the 

367 The Justifier of the ungodly. C. M. 

LOVERS of pleasure more than God, 
For you he suffered pain ; 
For you the Saviour spilt his blood : 
And shall he bleed in vain? 

2 Sinners, his life for you he paid ; 

Your basest crimes he bore ; 
Your sins were all on Jesus laid, 

That you might sin no more. 

3 To earth the great Redeemer came, 
That you might come to heaven ; 

Believe, believe in Jesus' name, 
And all your sin's forgiven. 

4 Believe in him who died for thee, 
And, sure as he hath died, 

Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, 
And thou art justified. 


Title : Before Preaching to the Colliers in Leices- 

It is from the last part of a long hymn of eighteen 
stanzas. No. 32 is from the first part. This is 
composed of verses eleven, twelve, seventeen, and 
eighteen. All, except the last, were altered for the 
hymn book of 1849. The third line of the first 
verse, Wesley wrote : 

" Bailers, for you He spilt His blood." 

The second ver&e was : 

" Misers, His life for you He paid, 

Your basest crime He bore ; 
Drunkards, your sins on Him were laid, 

That ye might sin no more." 

The third verse began : 
" The God of love to earth He came." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 

368 The hammer of His word. C. M. 

COME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
Thy power to us make known ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
And break these hearts of stone. 

2 O that we all might now begin 
Our foolishness to mourn ; 

And turn at once from every sin, 
And to the Saviour turn. 

3 Give us ourselves and thee to know 
In this our gracious day ; 

Repentance unto life bestow, 
And take our sins away. 

4 Convince us first of unbelief, 
And freely then release ; 

Fill ever soul with sacred grief, 
And then with sacred peace. 


Title : Written Before Preaching at Portland. 

The fact that many of the people worked in stone 
quarries probably suggested to Wesley this 
Scripture : 

" Is not my word . . . like a hammer that break- 
eth the rock in pieces?" Jer. xxiii, 29. 



The author wrote, verse four, line one : 
" Conclude us first in unbelief." 

There are three additional stanzas. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 

369 Desperate resolution. CM. 

C^OME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
J A thousand thoughts revolve, 
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
And make this last resolve: — 

2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
Like mountains round me close ; 

I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
And there my guilt confess ; 

I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone 
Without his sovereign grace. 

4 Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 

But, if I perish, I will pray, 
And perish only there. 

5 I can but perish if I go, 
I am resolved to try ; 

For if I stay away, I know 
I must forever die. 


Title : The Successful Resolve. 

Text : " And so will I go in unto the king, which 
is not according to the law : and if I perish, I 
perish." Esther iv, 16. 

The oldest copy of this hymn now known is in 
Rippon's Selection, 1787. In that book, verse two, 
line two, is : 

" Hath like a mountain rose.'''' 

One verse, the fourth, is omitted : 

4 " I'll to the gracious King approach, 

"Whose scepter pardon gives, 
Perhaps he may command my touch, 

And then the suppliant lives." 

The Rev. Edmund Jones (1722-1765) was a wor- 
thy man, and the pastor of a Baptist church at 
Exeter, England. 

370 The wanderer recalled. C. M. 

RETURN, O wanderer, return, 
And seek thy Father's face ; 
Those new desires which in thee burn 
Were kindled by his grace. 

2 Return, O wanderer, return; 
He hears thy humble sigh : 

He sees thy softened spirit mourn, 
When no one else is nigh. 

3 Return, O wanderer, return; 
Thy Saviour bids thee live : 

Come to bis cross, and, grateful, learn 
How freely he'll forgive. 

4 Return, O wanderer, return, 
And wipe the falling tear: 

Thy Father calls, — no longer mourn; 
'Tis love invites thee near. 

5 Return, O wanderer, return; 
Regain thy long- sought rest : 

The Saviour's melting mercies yearn 
To clasp thee to his breast. 


Author's title: The Backslider. 

It was written in long meter and contained six 
stanzas. Only the first lines remain unaltered. 

From Hymns Partly Collected and Partly Orig- 
inal. Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts's 
Psalms and Hymns, by William Bengo Collyer, 
D.D. London, 1812. 

See No. 354. 

3/1 Ao peace to the wicked. C. M. 

SINNERS, the voice of God regard; 
'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; 
He calls you by his sacred word 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, 
You live, devoid of peace ; 

A thousand stings within your breast 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell : 
Why will you persevere? 

Can you in endless torments dwell, 
Shut up in black despair? 

4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
Of sin and folly go? 

In pain you travel all your days, 
To reach eternal woe. 

5 But he that turns to God shall live, 
Through his abounding grace : 

His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the scepter of his word, 
Renouncing every sin ; 

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 




Text: "Let the wicked forsake his way, and 
the unrighteous man his thoughts : and let him re- 
turn unto the Lord, and he will have mercy upon 
him ; and to our God, for he will abundantly par- 
don." Isa. lv, 7. 

The author wrote "immortal" instead of "eter- 
nal " in verse four, line four. 

There is one additional stanza, which is a good 
illustration of the anticlimax. The first part is 
grand, the last part weak : 

" His love exceeds your highest thoughts, 

He pardons like a God ; 
He will forgive your numerous faults, 

Through a Redeemer's blood." 

From Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of 
Public Worship and Private Devotion, 1782. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 31. 


that wakes the dead. 

C. M. 


THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
Accept the grateful sacrifice 
Which now to thee we give. 

2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
And think ourselves sincere : 

But show us, Lord, is every one 
Thy real worshiper? 

3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
Nor feels his need of thee, — 

A stranger to the blood which bought 
His pardon on the tree! 

4 Convince him now of unbelief ; 
His desperate state explain ; 

And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
And penitential pain. 

5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, 
And bid the sleeper rise; 

And bid his guilty conscience dread 
The death that never dies. 


From Hymns for the Use of Families, by Charles 
Wesley, 1767. 
There are three valuable additional stanza : 

" Extort the cry, What must be done 

To save a wretch like me ? 
How shall a trembling sinner shun 

That endless misery ? 

" I must this instant now begin, 

Out of my sleep to wake, 
And turn to God, and every sin 

Continually forsake. 

" I must for faith incessant cry, 
And wrestle, Lord, with Thee, 

I must be born again, 
To all eternity." 

or di 

Two lines have been changed. 
Verse one, line three : 

" Accept our evening sacrifice." 

Verse four, line three : 

" And fill his careless heart with grief." 

This last change was made for the Collection 
of 1780. 

373 Warnings multiplied. CM. 

BENEATH our feet, and o'er our head, 
Is equal warning given ; 
Beneath us lie the countless dead, 
Above us is the heaven. 

2 Death rides on every passing breeze, 
And lurks in every flower ; 

Each season has its own disease, 
Its peril, every hour. 

3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
Of youth's soft cheek decay, 

And fate descend in sudden night 
On manhood's middle day. 

4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
Halt feebly to the tomb ; 

And shall earth still our hearts engage, 
And dreams of days to come? 

5 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy danger know : 
Where'er thy foot can tread, 

The earth rings hollow from below, 
And warns thee by her dead. 

6 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy soul apply 
To truths divinely given : 

The dead, who underneath thee lie, 
Shall live for hell or heaven. 


Title : At a Funeral. 
Second stanza omitted : 

" Their names are graven on the stone, 

Their bones are in the clay ; 
And ere another day is done, 

Ourselves may be as they." 

In the last stanza the author wrote " Christian " 
instead of "mortal" in the first line; and "The 
bones " instead of " The dead " in the third line. 

From Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly 
Church Service of the Year, 1827. 

For biography, see No. No. 62. 



3 74 Waiting to be gracious. C. M. 

JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, 
Display thy saving power ; 
Thy mercy let the sinner find, 
And know his gracious hour. 

2 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, 
And crucified afresh, 

Touch with thine all- victorious blood, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

3 Open their eyes thy cross to see, 
Their ears, to hear thy cries ; 

Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee ; 
For thee he weeps and dies. 

4 All the day long he meekly stands, 
His rebels to receive ; 

And shows his wounds and spreads his 
And bids you turn and live. 

5 Turn, and your sins of deepest dye, 
He will with blood efface ; 

E'en now he waits the blood to apply ; 
Be saved, be saved by grace. 


Part of a hymn of twelve stanzas. This is made 
up of verses five, and eight to eleven, inclusive. 

From Hymns for Times of Trouble and Persecu- 
tion, by John and Charles Wesley, Presbyters of 
the Church of England. London, 1744. 

Three lines have been altered. 

Verse one, lines three and four : 

" Thy mercy let these outcasts find, 
And know their gracious hour." 

Verse three, lines one and two : 

" Open their eyes and ears, to see 
Thy cross, to hear Thy cries." 

At this time England was at war with France, 
and was threatened with invasion. The Wesleys 
and their fellow-laborers were subjected to se- 
vere persecution. The u outcasts " for whom they 
prayed were the fanatical leaders of riot and out- 


Too late! 10. 

and dark the night, 

LATE, late, so late ! 
and chill ! 

Late, late, so late ! But we can enter still. 
"Too late, too late! ye cannot enter 

2 No light had we; — for that we do re- 

And learning this, the Bridegroom will re- 
' ' Too late, too late ! ye cannot enter 

3 No light ! so late ! and dark and chill the 

night — 
O let us in, that we may find the light. 
"Too late, to late! ye cannot enter 
now ! " 

4 Have we not heard the Bridegroom is so 

sweet ! 
O let us in, though late, to kiss his feet. 
" No ! no ! too late ! ye cannot enter now !" 


This plaintive song is found in Idyls of the 
King, imbedded in Guinevere. The unhappy 
queen had fled from King Arthur's court to the 
convent at Almesbury. Here, unknown to all, she 
found sanctuary among the nuns. She was at- 
tended by a little maid, a novice, who one day was 
humming snatches of a song. To her Queen Guin- 
evere said : 

" O maiden, if indeed you list to sing, 
Sing, and unbind my heart that I may weep. 
Whereat full willingly sang the little maid, 
' Late, late, so late ! and dark the night, and chill,' 


" So sang the novice, while full passionately, 
Her head upon her hands remembering 
Her thought when first she came, wept the sad 

Alfred Tennyson was born in Lincolnshire in 
1810 ; and is tne son of a clergyman. While yet 
an under-graduate at Cambridge, he published a 
small volume of poems, which, of course, the critics 
condemned unread, and almost unseen. His third 
volume, containing Locksly Hall, Ulysses^ and some 
of the first tales of King Arthur, gave him a repu- 
tation as the coming poet of the age. Upon the 
death of Wordsworth, in 1850, he was made Poet- 
Laureate. He has easily held his place, and added 
to his fame. In January, 1884, the poet was made 
a peer of the realm, with the title of Baron Tenny- 
son d'Eyncourt. He died October 6, 1892. 


knocketh, knocketh. 

3/6 Mercy, death, doom. 

IN the silent midnight watches, 
List, — thy bosom door ! 
How it knocketh 

Knocketh evermore ! 
Say not 'tis thy pulse is beating : 

'Tis thy heart of sin ; 
'Tis thy Saviour knocks, and crieth 
Rise, and let me in! 



2 Death comes down with reckless footstep, 
To the hall and hut: 

Think you death will stand a-knocking 

Where the door is shut I 
Jesus waiteth, waiteth, waiteth ; 

But thy door is fast ! 
Grieved, away the Saviour goeth : 

Death breaks in at last. 

3 Then 'tis thine to stand entreating 
Christ to let thee in ; 

At the gate of heaven beating, 

AVailing for thy sin. 
Nay, alas ! thou foolish virgin, 

Hast thou then forgot? 
Jesus waited long to know thee, 

But he knows thee not. 


Title: The Heart's Song. 

From Athanasian and Miscellaneous Poems, New- 
York, 1842. 

The Scripture basis of the hymn is : " Behold, 1 
stand at the door, and knock." Rev. iii, 20. 

A few changes have been made since it was first 
published. In the seventh line of the first stanza 
the author wrote : 

" 'Tis thy Saviour stands entreating." 

The first line of the second stanza is : 

" Death comes down with equal footstep," 

and in the seventh line : 

" Grieved at length away he turneth." 

For sketch of author, see No. 202. 

377 The gift of faith . C. P. M. 

AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry, 
To thee, whowouldst not have me die. 
But know the truth and live : 
Open mine eyes to see thy face ; 
Work in my heart the saving grace ; 
The life eternal give. 

2 Shut up in unbelief, I groan, 
And blindly serve a God unknown, 

Till thou the vail remove ; 
The gift unspeakable impart, 
And write thy name upon my heart, 

And manifest thy love. 

3 I know the work is only thine, 
The gift of faith is all divine ; 

But, if on thee we call, 
Thou wilt that gracious gift bestow, 
And cause our hearts to feel and know 

That thou hast died for all. 

4 Thou bidd'at us knock and enter in, 
Come unto thee, and rest from sin, 

The blessing seek and find : 
Thou bidd'st us ask thy grace, and have ; 
Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment save 

Both me and all mankind. 

5 Be it according to thy word ; 
Now let me find my pardoning Lord ; 

Let w T hat I ask be given : 
The bar of unbelief remove ; 
Open the door of faith and love, 

And take me into heaven. 


Title : For One Convinced of Unbelief. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, in two volumes, 
by Charles Wesley, M.A., Student of Christ 
Church. Oxtord. Bristol, 1749. 

Two lines have been changed. Verse three, line 

11 Thou wouldst the benefit bestow." 

Verse three, line five : 

" And give vs hearts to feel and know," etc. 

378 Pleading the sacrifice of Christ. C. P. M. 

OLAMB of God, for sinners slain, 
I plead with thee, my suit to gain, — 
I plead what thou hast done: 
Didst thou not die the death for me? 
Jesus, remember Calvary, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Take the dear purchase of thy blood, 
My Friend and Advocate with God, 

My Ransom and my Peace, 
Surety, who all my debt hast paid, 
For all my sins atonement made, 

The Lord my Righteousness. 

3 O let thy Spirit shed abroad 
The love, the perfect love of God, 

In this cold heart of mine ! 
O might he now descend, and rest, 
And dwell forever in my breast, 

And make it all divine ! 


Title : Desiring to Love. 

Seven stanzas. These are respectively the fourth, 
fifth, and third of the original. The 'first couplet 
of the hymn as here given nas been transposed and 
changed. The author wrote : 

'• What shall I do my suit to gain ? 
O Lamb of God for sinners slain." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred 



379 -Depth of mercy. 

k EPTH of mercy ! can there be 

D 1 

Mercy still reserved for rne? 
Can my God his wrath forbear, — 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare ! 

2 I have long withstood his grace ; 
Long provoked him to his face ; 
Would not hearken to his calls ; 
Grieved him by a thousand falls. 

3 Now incline me to repent ; 
Let me now my sins lament ; 
Now my foul revolt deplore, 
Weep, believe, and sin no more. 

4 Kindled his relentings are; 
Me he now delights to spare ; 
Cries, " How shall I give thee up? " 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

5 There for me the Saviour stands, 
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands 
God is love ! I know, I feel ; 

Jesus weeps, and loves me still. 


The author's title is : After a Relapse into Sin. 

This song, so full of poetry and tenderness, is 
made up of verses oue, two, thirteen, seven, and 
nine of the original. 

One word has been changed. Wesley wrote '•fall " 
instead of " sins " in verse three, line two. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by John and 
Charles Wesley. London, 1740. 

A story is told of an English actress, who was 
led into a cottage prayer-meeting by hearing this 
hymn sung as she was passing by. She was deeply 
convicted of sin, and soon afterward found pardon. 
Having given her heart to God, she resolved to 
leave the stage ; but her manager urged her to play 
once more — representing that his disappointment 
and loss would be great unless she consented to 
appear. At last she yielded to his request. Her 
part was introduced by a song. When the curtain 
rose, the orchestra began the accompaniment, but 
she did not sing. Supposing that she was con- 
fused, the band played the air again. Still she was 
silent. At length, with her hands clasped and her 
eyes suffused with tears, she sang— not the song of 
the play, but — 

" Depth of mercy ! can there be 
Mercy still reserved for me? 
Can my God His wrath forbear ? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 

The performance suddenly ended, and the people 
scattered — some ridiculing her act, others reflecting 
upon the power of religion. 

It is said that the woman became a consistent 
Christian, and afterward was the wife of a minister 
of the Gospel. 

380 With Thee is mercy. 7. 

SOVEREIGN Ruler, Lord of all, 
Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; 
Hear, O hear my ardent cry, 
Frown not, lest I faint and die. 

2 Vilest of the sons of men, 
Worst of rebels I have been ; 
Oft abused thee to thy face, 
Trampled on thy richest grace. 

3 Justly might thy vengeful dart 
Pierce this bleeding, broken heart; 
Justly might thy kindled ire 
Send me to eternal fire. 

4 But with thee is mercy found, 
Balm to heal my every wound ; 
Soothe, O soothe this troubled breast, 
Give the weary wanderer rest. 


Title : The Penitent Pardoned. 
Some lines of this hymn differ from the version 
given in the author's book. 
Verse three, line three : 

" Justly might thine angry breath.'''' 

Verse three, line four : 

" Doom me to eternal death?'' 

Verse four, line one : 

" But with thee there's mercy found." 

Verse four, line three : 

" Soothe, oh, soothe my troubled breast." 

From Hymns Selected, and Alphabetically 
Arranged, for Public Worship and Private De- 
votion, by Thomas Raffles, D.D., LL.D., 1852. It 
first appeared in W. B. Collyer's Hymn Book, 1812, 
where it has two additional stanzas. 

See No. 45. 

381 The Man on Calvary. C. P. M. 

OTHOU who hast our sorrows borne, 
Help us to look on thee and mourn, 
On thee, whom we have slain, — 
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times, 
And by reiterated crimes 
Renewed thy sacred pain. 

2 O give us eyes of faith to see 
The Man transfixed on Calvary, — 

To know thee who thou art, 
The one eternal God and true : 
And let the sight affect, subdue, 

And break my stubborn heart. 



3 Lover of souls! to rescue mine, 
Reveal the charity divine, 

That suffered in my stead ; 
That made thy soul a sacrifice. 
And quenched in death those flaming eyes, 

And bowed that sacred head. 

4 The veil of unbelief remove, 
And by thy manifested love, 

And by thy sprinkled blood, 
Destroy the love of sin in me, 
And get thyself the victory, 

And bring me back to God. 


Wesley wrote verse two, line one : 

" Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see." 

And verse four, line one : 

" The unbelieving veil remove." 

Two stanzas, the third and sixth, have been 
omitted : 

3 " My heart all other means defies, 
It dares against Thy threatening rise, 

Thy righteous laws disdains • 
More hardened than the fiends below, 
With unconcern to hell I go, 

And laugh at hellish pains. 

6 " Now by Thy dying love constrain 
My heart to love its God again, 

Its God to glorify ; 
And lo I come Thy cross to share, 
Echo Thy sacrificial prayer, 

And with my Saviour die." 

From Charles Weslev's Hymns for Families, 

382 Looking unto Jesus. 7, 

LAMB of God, for sinners slain, 
To thee I humbly pray ; 
Heal me of my grief and pain, 

O take my sins away. 
From this bondage, Lord, release, 
No longer let me be oppressed : 
Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 
And take me to thy breast. 

2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out 

Who humbly comes to thee ? 
No, my God, I cannot doubt 

Thy mercy is for me : 
Let me then obtain the grace, 

And be of paradise possessed : 
Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 

And take me to thy breast. 

3 Worldly good I do not want ; 

Be that to others given : 
Only for thy love I pant, 

My all in earth and heaven : 
This the crown I fain would seize, 

The good wherewith I would be blest : 
Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 

And take me to thy breast. 


Title : Looking unto Jesus. 
Wesley wrote " feebly " instead of 
verse one, line two. 
Three stanzas have been omitted : 

humbly " in 

2 " Hast Thou not invited all 
Who groan beneath their sin ? 

Weary I obey Thy call, 
And come to be made clean : 

Give my burdened conscience ease ; 

grant me now the promised rest : 
Jesus, Master, etc. 

4 " Full of pain and sin am I. 

1 ever bear my shame, 
Waiting till my Lord pass by, 

And call me by my name ; 
Surely now my pain He sees, 

And I shall quickly be released 1 
Jesus, Master, etc. 

6 " This delight I fain would prove, 
And then resign my breath ; 

Join the happy few, whose love 
Was mightier than death ; 

Let it not my Lord displease, 

That I would die to be Thy guest : 

Jesus, Master," etc. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

383 Remember Calvary. 7, 6, 8. 

LAMB of God, whose dying love 
We now recall to mind, 
Send the answer from above, 

And let us mercy find : 
Think on us who think on thee, 

And every struggling soul release; 
O remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace ! 

2 By thine agonizing pain, 

And bloody sweat, we pray, 
By thy dying love to man, 

Take all our sins away : 
Burst our bonds, and set us free ; 

From all iniquity release ; 
O remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 



3 Let thy blood, by faith applied, 

The sinner's pardon seal ; 
Speak us freely justified, 

And all our sickness heal: 
By thy passion on the tree, 

Let all our griefs and troubles cease, 
remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 


From Hymns on, the Lord's Supper, by John and 
'harles Wesley, Presbyters of the Church of En- 
land. Bristol, 1745. 

Wesley wrote the first two lines thus : 

" Lamb of God, whose bleeding love 
We thus recall to mind." 

There is one additional stanza : 

4 " Never wiU we hence depart, 

Till Thou our wants relieve, 
Write forgiveness on our heart, 

And all thine image give; 
Still our souls shall cry to Thee, 

Till perfected in holiness : 
remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace. 

384 Even me. 8,7,3. 

LORD, I hear of showers of blessing 
Thou art scattering full and free ; 
Showers, the thirsty land refreshing ; 
Let some drops now fall on me, 
Even me. 

2 Pass me not, O God, my Father, 
Sinful though my heart may be ; 

Thou mightst leave me, but the rather 
Let thy mercy light on me, 
Even me. 

3 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour, 
Let me live and cling to thee ; 

I am longing for thy favor ; 

Whilst thou'rt calling, O call me, 
Even me. 

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, 
Thou canst make the blind to see ; 

Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 

Speak the word of power to me, 
Even me. 

5 Love of God, so pure and changeless, 
Blood of Christ, so rich, so free, 

Grace of God, so strong and boundless, 
Magnify them all in me, 
Even me. 


Written in 1860, and first published as a leaflet 
in 1801. 

Mrs. Codner is the wife of an English clergy- 
man. Some of her young friends had been greatly 
interested in an account of revival work to which 
they had listened. She was anxious that they 
might receive a personal blessing and wrote for 
them this hymn. She says: "I longed to press 
upon them an earnest individual appeal. Without 
effort, words seemed to be given me, and they took 
the form of a hymn. I had no thought of sending 
it beyond the limit of my own circle ; but, passing 
it on to one and another, it became a word of 
power, and I then published it as a leaflet." 

In J. C. Eyle's Spiritual Songs are found two 
other stanzas, the fifth and seventh. They are too 
good to be omitted : 

5 " Have 1 long in sin been sleeping — 
Long been slighting, grieving Thee ? 

Has the world my heart been keeping 2 
Oh ! forgive, and rescue me, 
Even me. 

7 "Pass me not, Thy lost one bringing, 
Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee ; 

Whilst the streams of life are springing, 
Blessing others, oh ! bless me, — 
Even me." 

3 8 O Saved by grace. 7, 8, 8. 

LET the world their virtue boast, 
Their works of righteousness ; 
I, a wretch undone and lost, 
Am freely saved by grace ; 
Other title I disclaim, 
This, only this, is all my plea, 

1 the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 

2 Happy they whose joys abound 
Like Jordan's swelling stream ; 

Who their heaven in Christ have found, 

And give the praise to him. 
Meanest follower of the Lamb, 

His steps I at a distance see ; 
I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 

3 Jesus, thou for me hast died, 
And thou in me wilt live ; 

I shall feel thy death applied ; 

I shall thy life receive : 
Yet, when melted in the flame 

Of love, this shall be all my plea, 
I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 


Title: lam Determined to Know Nothing Save 
Jesus Christ and Him Crucified. 



The original contains nine stanzas. These are 
the first and last, with parts of the third and fourth, 
unaltered. The burden of this hymn doubtles> re- 
fers to the words of Paul, who called himself the 
41 chief" of sinners. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

386 Refuge in the blood of the Lamb. 7, 6. 

C^ OD of my salvation, hear, 
X And help me to believe ; 
Simply do I now draw near, 

Thy blessing to receive. 
Full of guilt, alas ! I am, 

But to thy wounds for refuge flee : 
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
Thy blood was shed for me. 

2 Standing now as newly slain, 
To thee I lift mine eye ; 

Balm of all my grief and pain, 

Thy blood is always nigh. 
Now as yesterday the same 

Thou art, and wilt forever be : 
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 

Thy blood was shed for me. 

3 No good word, or work, or thought, 
Bring I to buy thy grace ; 

Pardon I accept unbought, 

Thy proffer I embrace, 
Coming, as at first I came, 

To take, and not bestow on thee : 
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 

Thy blood was shed for me. 


Title : After a Relapse into Sin. 
There are eight stanzas in the original, 
are verses one, two, and six, verbatim. 
From Hymns ana Sacred Poems, 1742. 

387 Hear, and save. 

LORD of mercy and of might, 
Of mankind the life and light, 
Maker, Teacher, Infinite- 
Jesus ! hear and save. 

2 Strong Creator, Saviour mild, 
Humbled to a little child, 
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled — 

Jesus ! hear and save. 

3 Borne aloft on angels' wings, 
Throned above celestial things, 
Lord of lords, and King of kings- 
Jesus ! hear and save. 



4 Soon to come to earth again, 
Judge of angels and of men, 
Hear us now, and hear us then — 
Jesus ! hear and save. 


Title : Quinquagesima. 

One stanza, the second, is omitted : 

" Who, when sin's primeval doom 
Gave creation to the tomb, 
Didst not scorn a Virgin's womb, 
Jesus, hear and save." 

The first couplet of the third stanza has been 

From Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly 
Church Service oj the Year, 1827. It was first pub- 
lished in the Christian Observer, 1811. 

See No. 62. 

388 The souVs home. S. M. 

LIKE Noah's weary dove, 
That soared the earth around, 
But not a resting-place above 
The cheerless waters found ; 

2 O cease, my wandering soul, 
On restless wing to roam ; 

All the wide world, to either pole, 
Has not for thee a home. 

3 Behold the ark of God! 
Behold the open door! 

Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 

4 There, safe thou shalt abide, 
There, sweet shall be thy rest, 

And every longing satisfied, 
With full salvation blest. 


This hymn was written at Flushing, Long Island, 
in 1826 ; and published the same year in Hymns Ap- 
pended to the Protestant Episcopal Pi-ayer Book. 

There is one additional stanza : 

5 " And when the waves of ire, 

Again the earth shall fill, 
The ark shall ride the sea of fire ; 

Then rest on Zion's hill." 

The Eev. William Augustus Muhlenberg, D.D.. 
was born in Pennsylvania, in 1796; was graduated 
at the University of Pennsylvania in 1814, and or- 
dained priest in the Protestant Episcopal Church in 
1820. Subsequently he established St. Paul's Col- 
lege, at Flushing, Long Island. Dr. Muhlenberg 
was one of the committee that edited the Hymns 
Suited to the Feasts and Fasts of the Church, 1826. 
He lived until 1877. 



389 The sinner's only plea. L. M. 

WHEREWITH, O Lord, shall I draw 
And bow myself before thy face? 
How in thy purer eyes appear? 

What shall I bring to gain thy grace? 

2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high? 
Will multiplied oblations please? 

Thousands of rams his favor buy, 
Or slaughtered hecatombs appease? 

3 Can these avert the wrath of God? 
Can these wash out my guilty stain? 

Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, 
Alas! they all must flow in vain. 

4 Who w r ould himself to thee approve, 
Must take the path thyself hath showed; 

Justice pursue, and mercy love, 

And humbly w r alk by faith with God. 

5 But though my life henceforth be thine, 
Present for past can ne'er atone : 

Though I to thee the whole resign, 
I only give thee back thine own. 

6 Guilty I stand before thy face ; 
On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 

'Tis just the sentence should take place; 
'Tis just,— but O, thy Son hath died! 


Part of a hymn of thirteen stanzas. This is com- 
posed of verses one, two, three, five, six, and nine. 
The scriptural basis of the hymn is Micah vi, 6-8 : 

"Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, and 
bow myself before the high God ? shall I come be- 
fore him with burnt-offerings, with calves of a year 
old ? Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of 
rams, or with ten thousands of rivers of od ? shall 
I give my first-born for my transgression, the fruit 
of my body for the sin of my soul ? He hath 
shewed thee, O man, what is good ; and what doth 
the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to 
love mercy, and to walk numbly with thy God ?" 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems. London, 1740. 
Wesley wrote : 
Verse one, line one : 

11 Wherewith, God, shall I draw near." 

Verse three, line one : 
" Can these asstiage the wrath of God ? " 

Verse four, line one : 
" Whoe'er to Thee themselves approve." 

Verse six, line two : 
" 1 feel on me Thy wrath abide." 

390 l.m. 

The withdrawal of the Spirit deprecated. 

STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
Though I have done thee such despite; 
Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
Nor take thine everlasting flight. 

2 Though I have steeled my stubborn heart, 
And shaken off my guilty fears; 

And vexed, and urged thee to depart, 
For many long rebellious years : 

3 Though I have most unfaithful been, 
Of all who e'er thy grace received ; 

Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ; 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved. 

4 Yet, O, the chief of sinners spare, 
In honor of my great High Priest ; 

Nor in thy righteous anger sw r ear 

To exclude me from thy people's rest. 


Title : Penitential Hymn. From Hymns and Sa- 
cred Poems, by Charles Wesley, two vols, 1749. 

The last line of the second stanza the author 
wrote : 

" For forty long rebellious years." 

Wesley was forty-two years old when he pub- 
lished these volumes. There are three additional 

5 " This only woe I deprecate, 
This only plague, I pray, remove, 

Nor leave me in my lost estate, 
Nor curse me with this want of love. 

6 " If yet thou canst my sins forgive, 
From now, O Lord, relieve my woes, 

Into Thy rest of love receive, 
And bless me with the calm repose. 

7 " From now my weary soul release, 
Upraise me by Thy gracious haud, 

And guide into Thy perfect peace, 
And bring me to the promised land." 

391 Pleading for pity . L.M. 

SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; 
Let a repenting rebel live : 
Are not thy mercies large and free? 
May not a sinner trust in thee? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 



3 O wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offenses pain my eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace; 
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just, in death; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 


Title : A Penitent Pleading for Pardon. 
A famous hymn, founded on the first part of a 
famous psalm : (Psa. li.) 

u Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy 
loving kindness : according unto the multitude of 
thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. 
Wash me thoroughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse 
me from my sin. For I acknowledge my trans- 
gressions : and my sin is ever before me. Against 
thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil 
in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when 
thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest." 

It is unaltered and entire. 

From the Psalms of David, Imitated in the Lan- 
guage of the New Testament, 1719. 

393 The sinners only hope. L. M. 

JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to thee, 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee, 
Weary of earth, myself, and sin : 
Open thine arms, and take me in. 

2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 
'Tis thou alone canst make me whole; 
Dark, till in me thine image shine. 
And lost, I am, till thou art mine. 

3 At last I own it cannot be 
That I should fit myself for thee : 
Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 
Thine is the work, and only thine. 

4 What shall I say thy grace to move? 
Lord, I am sin — but thou art love : 

I give up every plea beside — 
Lord, I am lost — but thou hast died. 


Text : " But the Scripture hath concluded all un- 
der sin, that the promise by faith of Jesus Christ 
might be given to them that believe." Gal. Hi, 22. 

Composed of stanzas one, two, ten, and twelve, 
of a hymn of thirteen verses. 

In the third line of the second stanza the author 
wrote "FaWn" instead of "Dark;" in the 
fourth line, " cursed instead of " lost ; " and in 
the last line of the hymn, " Lord, I am damned," etc. 

This author sometimes used strong language as 
one of the omitted stanzas, the fifth, will illustrate : 

"Awake, the woman's conquering Seed, 
Awake, and bruise the serpent's head ! 
Tread down thy foes ; with power control 
The beast and devil in my soul." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

393 Just as I am. L. M. 

JUST as I am, without one plea, 
But that thy blood was shed for me, 
And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 

To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; 
Because thy promise I believe, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

6 Just as I am — thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier down ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 


Text: "Him that cometh to me I will in no 
wise cast out." John vi, 37. 

The last line of each stanza in the original is : 

" O Lamb of God, I come ! " 

The second line of the sixth stanza begins, " Has 
broken," etc. 

This favorite hymn was contributed to The In- 
valid's Hymn Booh. Dublin, second edition, 1841. 



Thefollowingadditional stanza is frequently found 
with the hymn. It was doubtless written by Miss 
Elliott, but it was not a part of the hymn as printed 
in the above edition of The Invalid's Hymn Book : 

" Just as I am, of that free love, 

The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, 

Here for a season, then above, 

O Lamb of God, I come." 

The Eev. H. V. Elliott, brother of the authoress, 
said, with reference to this hymn : " In the course 
of a long ministry I hope I have been permitted to 
see some fruit of my labors, but I feel that far more 
has been done by a single hymn of my sister's." 

The hymn was written after Miss Elliott had be- 
come a permanent invalid. It has been translated 
into other tongues, and sung around the world. 

See No. 363. 

3 94 Dawning hope. L. M. 

MY soul before Thee prostrate lies ; 
To thee, her Source, my spirit flies ; 
My wants I mourn, my chains I see ; 
O let thy presence set me free. 

2 Jesus, vouchsafe my heart and will 
With thy meek lowliness to fill ; 

No more her power let nature boast, 
But in thy will may mine be lost. 

3 Already springing hope I feel, 
God will destroy the power of hell, 
And, from a land of wars and pain, 
Lead me where peace and safety reign. 

4 One only care my soul shall know, 
Father, all thy commands to do; 

And feel, what endless years shall prove, 
That thou, my Lord, my God, art love. 


Title: Hoping for Grace. Charles- Town Col- 
lection, 1737. 

The translation from the German contains eleven 
stanzas, and was published in Hymns and Sacred 
Poems, 1739. 

This is made up of the stanzas one, three, eight, 
the first couplet of nine, and the last couplet of 

The original of the last couplet of verse three 

" God, from the land of wars and pain, 
Leads me where peace and safety reign." 

Christian Fried rich Richter, a doctor of medicine 
and also of divinity, was born in 1676. After 
graduating at Halle, he was for many years medical 
attendant at Francke's celebrated Orphan-House. 
He was the author of a number of excellent hymns, 
several of which have been translated. 

395 Only Jesus. L. M. 

WHEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
That I shall find my all in thee? 
The fullness of thy promise prove, 
The seal of thine eternal love? 

2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
If haply I may feel thee near : 

dark 1 dark ! dark ! I still must say, 
Amidst the blaze of gospel day. 

3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, 
And cast the world and flesh behind ; 
Thou, only thou, to me be given, 

Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 

4 When from the arm of flesh set free, 
Jesus, my soul shall fly to thee : 
Jesus, when I have lost my all, 

1 shall upon thy bosom fall. 


From a poem of thirteen stanzas, entitled " Come, 
Lord Jesus." This hymn is composed of the first 
three and the ninth stanzas. 

The first line Charles Wesley wrote : 

" When, dearest Lord," etc. 

John Wesley, as was his custom, changed it. He 
would not allow such familiar terms in speaking of 
the King Eternal. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 


396 Stubbornness of heart. 

OFOR a glance of heavenly day, 
To take this stubborn heart away, 
And thaw, with beams of love divine, 
This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 

2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake , 
The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : 
Of feeling, all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
O Lord, an adamant would melt : 
But I can read each moving line, 
And nothing moves this heart of mine. 

4 Thy judgments, too, which devils fear- 
Amazing thought ! — unmoved I hear ; 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 

To stir this stupid heart of mine. 

5 But power divine can do the deed ; 
And, Lord, that power I greatly need ; 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 

And melt and change this heart of mine. 




The author's title is : The Stony Heart. 
From the Supplement of Hart's Hymns, 1762. 
This is a highly poetic and valuable hymn. The 
last stanza has been improved. Hart wrote : 

" But something yet can do the deed, 
And that dear something much I need ; 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
And move and melt this heart of mine." 

For biography, see No. 29. 


397 Only by faith. 

LORD, I despair myself to heal ; 
I see my sin, but cannot feel ; 

1 cannot, till thy Spirit blow, 
And bid the obedient waters flow. 

2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give ; 
Thy gifts I only can receive ; 
Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 

To draw, redeem, and seal, are thine. 

3 "With simple faith, on thee I call, 
My Light, my Life, my Lord, my All : 
I wait the moving of the pool ; 

I wait the word that speaks me whole. 

4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure, 
Make my infected nature pure ; 

Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, 
And pour thyself into my heart. 


Text: "Looking unto Jesus the author and fin- 
isher of our faith." Heb. xii, 2. 

The first two stanzas are left out : 

1 " Weary of struggling with my pain, 
Hopeless to burst my nature's chain, 
Hardly I give the contest o'er, 

1 seek to free myself no more. 

2 " From my own works at last I cease, 
God that creates must seal my peace ; 
Fruitless my toil and vain my care, 
And all my fitness is despair. 

The author wrote " is " instead of " are " in verse 
two, line four ; and " to " instead of " on " in verse 
three, line one. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

3 9 O The kind Physician. L- M. 

JESUS, thy far-extended fame 
My drooping soul exults to hear ; 
Thy name, thy all-restoring name, 
Is music in a sinner's ear. 

2 Sinners of old thou didst receive 
With comfortable words, and kind ; 

Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, 
Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. 

3 And art thou not the Saviour still, 
In every place and age the same? 

Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, 
Or lost the virtue of thy name? 

4 Faith in thy changeless name I have: 
The good, the kind Physician, thou 

Art able now our souls to save, 
Art willing to restore them now. 

5 All my disease, my every sin, 
To thee, O Jesus, I confess : 

In pardon. Lord, my cure begin, 
And perfect it in holiness. 


Scripture basis: " Jesus Christ the same yester- 
day, and to-day, and forever." Heb. xiii, 8. 

The original contains twelve stanzas. These are 
verses one, three, five, six, and eleven. 

The first part of the last stanza has been changed. 
Wesley wrote : 

" My sore disease, my desperate sin, 
To thee 1 mournfully confess." 

From Hymns and Sawed Poems, in two volumes, 
by Charles Wesley. Bristol, 1749. 

399 Restore my peace. L. M. 

AND wilt Thou yet be found, 
And may I still draw near? 
Then listen to the plaintive sound 
Of a poor sinner's prayer. 

2 Jesus, thine aid afford, 

If still the same thou art : 
To thee I look, to thee, my Lord, 
I lift my helpless heart. 

3 Thou seest my troubled breast, 
The strugglings of my will, 

The foes that interrupt my rest, 
The agonies I feel. 

4 O my offended Lord, 
Restore my inward peace ; 

I know thou canst : pronounce the word, 
And bid the tempest cease. 

5 I long to see thy face : 
Thy Spirit I implore — 

The living water of thy grace, 
That I may thirst no more. 


Title: The Resignation. 

Twenty-two stanzas. These are the first three, 
the sixth, and eighth, unaltered. 



Omitted Stanzas. 

4 " The daily death I prove, 
Saviour, to Thee is known : 

'Tis worse than death my God to love, 
And not my God alone. 

5 " My peevish passions chide, 
Who only canst control, 

Canst turn the stream of nature's tide, 
And calm my troubled soul. 

7 " Abate the purging fire, 
And draw me to my good ; 

Allay the fever of desire 
By sprinkling me with blood." 


400 Yearning for deliverance. S. M. 

WHEN shall Thy love constrain, 
And force me to thy breast? 
When shall my soul return again 
To her eternal rest? 

2 Ah ! what avails my strife, 
My wandering to and fro? 

Thou hast the words of endless life : 
Ah! whither should I go? 

3 Thy condescending grace 
To me did freely move ; 

It calls me still to seek thy face, 
And stoops to ask my love. 

4 Lord, at thy feet I fall ; 
I groan to be set free ; 

I fain would now obey the call, 
And give up all for thee. 


These are stanzas nine to twelve of the same 
hymn, verbatim. 

13 "To rescue me from woe, 
Thou didst with all things part ; 

Didst lead a suffering life below, 
To gain my worthless heart." 


401 The surrender. 

AND can I yet delay 
My little all to give? 
To tear my soul from earth away 
For Jesus to receive. 

2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ; 

I can hold out no more : 
I sink, by dying love compelled, 

And own thee conqueror. 


3 Though late, I all forsake ; 
My friends, my all, resign: 

Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
And seal me ever thine. 

4 Come, and possess me whole, 
Nor hence again remove ; 

Settle and fix my wavering soul 
With all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this, 
Thy only love to know; 

To seek and taste no other bliss, 
No other good below. 

6 My life, my portion thou ; 
Thou all-sufficient art: 

My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter, and keep my heart. 


The following stanza, the fourteenth of the poem, 
throws light upon the first verse of this valuable 

14 " My worthless heart to gain, 
The God of all that breathe, 

Was found in fashion as a man, 
And died a cursed death. 

" And can I yet delay," etc. 

No. 401 is composed of verses fifteen to twenty, 
inclusive. There are two more stanzas: 

21 " Bather than let it burn 

For earth, 0, quench its heat ; 
Then, when it would to earth return, 
0, let it cease to beat. 

22 " Snatch me from ill to come ; 
When I from Thee would fly, 

O, take my wandering spirit home, 
And grant me then to die." 

Unaltered from Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

4: 2 To whom shall I go ? 

AH ! whither should I go, 
Burdened, and sick, and faint? 
To whom should I my trouble show 
And pour out my complaint? 

2 My Saviour bids me come; 
Ah ! why do I delay? 

He calls the weary sinner home, 
And yet from him I stay. 

3 What is it keeps me back, 
From which I cannot part, 

Which will not let the Saviour take 
Possession of my heart? 

S. M. 



4 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
Thy trying power display; 

Into its darkest corners shine, 
And take the veil away. 


Text: "God will have all men to be saved." 
1 Tim. ii, 4. 

The hymn consists of sixteen double stanzas. 
This is made up of the first, the first half of the second, 
and the last half of the third. The poet's idea can 
be better seen by reading the omitted lines: 

"Some cursed thing unknown 

Must surely lurk within, 
Some idol which I will not own, 

Some secret bosom sin. 

" Jesu, the hindrance show, 

Which I have feared to see ; 
Yet let me now consent to know, 

What keeps me out of Thee." 

The only change is in verse one, line four. The 
author wrote " Or pour" instead of " And pour." 
From Hymns on God's Everlasting Love, 1741. 

S. M. 

4:0 3 Out of the depths. 

OUT of the depths of woe, 
To thee, O Lord, I cry: 
Darkness surrounds roe, but I know 
That thou art ever nigh. 

2 Humbly on thee I wait, 

Confessing all my sin; 
Lord, I am knocking at the gate; 

Open, and take me in. 

3 O hearken to my voice, 
Give ear to my complaint; 

Thou bidd'st the mourning soul rejoice, 
Thou comfortest the faint. 

4 Glory to God above, 

The waters soon will cease ! 
For, lo ! the swift-returning dove 
Brings home the sign of peace. 

5 Though storms bis face obscure, 
And dangers threaten loud, 

Jehovah's covenant is sure, 
His bow is in the cloud. 


Title : Fervent Supplication. 
It is founded on Psalm cxxx : 

"Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, 
Lord. Lord, hear my voice : let thine ears be at- 
tentive to the voice of my supplications. If thou, 
Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall 
stand } But there is forgiveness with thee, that 

thou mayest be feared. I wait for the Lord, my 
soul doth wait, and in his word do 1 hope. Mv 
soul waitcth for the Lord more than they that watch 
for the morning : I say, more than they that watch 
for the morning. Let Israel hope in the Lord : for 
with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is 

f>lenteous redemption. And he shall redeem Israel 
rom all his iniquities." 

The original contains eight stanzas. These are the 
first, fourth, second, seventh, and eighth, unaltered, 
except verse three, line one, which begins : 

" Then hearken to my voice." 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 

404 For a broken heart. S. M. 

OTHAT I could repent, 
With all my idols part, 
And to thy gracious eye present 
A humble, contrite heart ! 

2 A heart with grief oppressed, 
For having grieved my God ; 

A troubled heart, that cannot rest 
Till sprinkled with thy blood. 

3 Jesus, on me bestow 
The penitent desire ; 

With true sincerity of woe 
My aching breast inspire. 

4 With softening pity look, 
And melt my hardness down : 

Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone. 


From vol. i of Charles Wesley's Hymns and 
Sacred Fbems, 1749. 

There are thirty-seven hymns with this title: 
For One Fallen from Grace.' 

Backsliding is no new thing. This hymn is the 
first half of No. 28 of these hymns. The author 
wrote "effectual" instead of "resistless" in verse 
four, line three. It is well adaDted to the purpose 
for which it was written. 

405 The Son of God in tears. 

DID Christ o'er sinners weep, 
And shall our cheeks be dry? 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from every eye. 

2 The Son of God in tears 
The wondering angels see ! 

Be thou astonished, O my soul ; 
He shed those tears for thee. 

S. M. 



3 He wept that we might weep; 

Each sin demands a tear: 
In heaven alone no sin is found, 

And there's no weeping there. 


Title : Before Sermon. 

Text: "He beheld the city, and wept over it." 
Luke xix, 41. 

The second Hue of the second stanza, the author 

" Angels with wonder see." 

Written for and publ ished in Rippon's Selection, 
in 1787. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 285. 

4:06 Unwearied earnestness. C. M. 

FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee ; 
No other help I know : 
If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
Ah! w T hither shall I go? 

2 What did thine only Son endure, 
Before I drew my breath! 

What pain, w T hat labor, to secure 
My soul from endless death ! 

3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 
I now should feel thy power ; 

And all my wants thou wouldst relieve, 
In this accepted hour. 

4 Author of faith ! to thee I lift 
My weary, longing eyes : 

O let me now receive that gift; 
My soul without it dies. 

5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
O speak, and I shall live; 

And here I will unwearied lie, 
Till thou thy Spirit give. 

6 How would my fainting soul rejoice 
Could I but see thy face ! 

Now t let me hear thy quickening voice, 
And taste thy pardoning grace. 


Title : A Prayer for Faith. 

There is some doubt about the authorship of this 
hymn. In the new Wesleyan Collection it is 
marked " unknown" The most that can be said 
is, that it may be Wesley's. It is found in A Col- 
lection of Psalms and Hymns, published by John 
Wesley in 1741. It was evidently modeled after 
Psalm cxliii, 6-11. 

A few lines have been changed. 


Verse three, line three : 

" Now, my poor soul, Thou wouldst retrieve." 
Verse three, line four : 

"Nor let me wait one hour." 
Verse six, lines one, two, and three : 

"The worst of sinners would rejoice, 

Could they but see Thy face, 
let me hear Thy quickening voice.'' 

4:07 Earnest desire for pardon. C. M. 

OTHAT I could my Lord receive, 
Who did the world redeem ; 
Who gave his life that I might live 
A life concealed in him! 

2 O that I could the blessing prove, 
My heart's extreme desire ; 

Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
And in his arms expire! 

3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, 
That, kept by mercy's power, 

I may from every evil cease, 
And never grieve thee more. 

4 Now, if thy gracious will it be, 
E'en now my sins remove, 

And set my soul at liberty 
By thy victorious love. 

5 In answer to a thousand prayers, 
Thou pardoning God, descend ; 

Number me with salvation's heirs, 
My sins and troubles end. 

6 Nothing I ask or want beside, 
Of all in earth or heaven, 

But let me feel thy blood applied, 
And live and die forgiven. 


From Charles Wesley's Hymns for the Use of 
Families, 1767. 

The Rev. Henry Moore, in his Life of Wesley, 
says : " Numberless examples might be given of the 
genius and taste of the Rev. Charles Wesley : but, 
however unfashionable it may appear, I cannot but 
give the palm to his Family Hymn Book." 

One double stanza, the second, has been omitted : 

2 "Jesus, Thou all-atoning Lamb, 

How shall I plead with Thee? 
If graven on Thy hands I am, 

For good remember me : 
If still Thou dost my tokens bear, 

Thy love to me reveal, 
And listening to a sinner's prayer, 

My present pardon seal." 



Original Lines. 
VeK>> -ux, line two : 

" Of all in earth and heaven," 
Verse six, line four : 

" Let me but die forgiven." 

408 Reposing on Christ. CM. 

WE sinners, Lord, with earnest heart, 
With sighs and prayers and tears. 
To thee our inmost cares impart. 
Our burdens and our fears. 

2 Thy sovereign grace can give relief, 
Thou Source of peace and light ! 

Dispel the gloomy cloud of grief, 
And make our darkness bright. 

3 Around thy Father's throne on high, 
All heaven thy glory sings ; 

And earth, for which thou cam'st to die, 
Loud with thy praises rings. 

4 Dear Lord, to thee our prayers ascend; 
Our eyes thy face would see : 

O let our weary wanderings end, 
Our spirits rest in thee ! 


Title : Jesu decus angelicum. 
These stanzas have not been altered, but the first 
two verses of the translation are omitted : 

1 " Jesus, whose name the angel hosts 
Unceasing praise above, 

Not all the joys our being boasts, 
Can move us like thy love." 

2 " To thee, our fainting spirits cry, 
When wilt thou show thy face? 

Oh, when our longings satisfy, 
And fill us with thy grace'? " 

The Eev. Eobinson Potter Dunn was born in 
Newport, E. I., in 1825 ; he was converted in early 
life, and joined the Congregational Church when 
seventeen years of age. He entered Brown Univer- 
sity in 1839, and subsequently studied theology at 
Princeton, graduating in 1848. In the same year 
he was ordained pastor of a Presbyterian church 
at Camden, N. J. In 1851 he was elected Profess- 
or oi Rhetoric and English Literature at Brown 
University, which position he held until his death, 
in 1867. 

From a Memorial Volume, edited by the Eev. S. 
L. Caldwell, D.D. Sabbath Hymn Book, 1858. 

409 I would be Thine. CM. 

I WOULD be thine : O take my heart 
And fill it with thy love ; 
Thy sacred image, Lord, impart, 
And seal it from above. 

2 I would be thine; but while I strive 
To give myself away. 

I feel rebellion still alive, 
And wander while I pray. 

3 I would be thine ; but, Lord, I feel 
Evil still lurks within: 

Do thou thy majesty reveal, 
And banish all my sin. 

4 I would be thine ; I would embrace 
The Saviour, and adore ; 

Inspire with faith, infuse thy grace, 
And now my soul restore. 


Author's title : Christian Desires. 
Verses three and four have been changed : 

Original Form. 

3 " I would be thine, but oh 
Such evil lurk within : 

Do thou thy majesty reveal, 
And overcome my sin. 

I feel 

4 " I would be thine : I would embrace 

The Saviour, and adore ; 
grant we faith, and larger grace 

To love thee more and more. 

From The Hymn Book, Prepared from Dr. Wattes 
Psalms and Hymns and Oilier Authors, With some 
Originals, by Andrew Eeed, D.D. London, 1842. 

The Hymnal attributes this hymn to Andrew 
Eeed. In the book which he edited it is marked 
" Original." English hymnologists give it, and 
some'twenty others, to his wife, Mrs. Elizabeth 
Holmes Eeed, (1794-1867.) 

410 Sincere contrition. C. M. 

OFOR that tenderness of heart 
Which bows before the Lord, 
Acknowledging how just thou art, 

And trembling at thy word ! 
O for those humble, contrite tears, 

Which from repentance flow ; 
That consciousness of guilt, which fears 
The long-suspended blow ! 

2 Saviour, to me, in pity, give 

The sensible distress; 
The pledge thou wilt at last receive 

And bid me die in peace : 
Wilt from the dreadful day remove, 

Before the evil come ; 
My spirit hide with saints above, 

My body in the tomb. 




Scripture text, 2 Kings xxii, 19, 20 : 

"Because thine heart was tender, and thou hast 
humbled thyself before the Lord, when thou heard- 
est what I spake against this place, and against the 
inhabitants thereof, that they should become a des- 
olation and a curse, and hast rent thy clothes, and 
wept before me ; I also have heard thee, saith the 
Lord. Behold therefore, I will gather thee unto 
thy fathers, and thou shalt be gathered into thy 
grave in peace; and thine eyes shall not see all the 
evil which I will bring upon this place. And they 
brought the king word again." 

The author wrote "Acknowledges" instead of 
"Acknowledging" in verse one, line three; and 
" trembles" instead of "trembling" in verse one, 
line four. 

From Charles Wesley's Scripture Hymns, 1762. 

411 The Sun of righteousness. C. M. 

OSUN of righteousness, arise 
With healing in thy wing ; 
To my diseased, my fainting soul, 

2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, 
By thy all-piercing beam ; 

Lighten mine eyes with faith ; my heart 
With holy hope inflame. 

3 My mind, by thy all-quickening power, 
From low desires set free ; 

Unite my scattered thoughts, and fix 
My love entire on thee. 

4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ; 
Saviour, thy purchase own; 

Blest Comforter, with peace and joy 
Thy new-made creature crown. 

5 Eternal, undivided Lord, 
Co-equal One in Three, 

On thee all faith, all hope be placed ; 
All love be paid to thee. 


Title : A Prayer for the Light of Life. 

We know of no positive proof that John Wesley 
wrote this hymn. In the new Wesleyan Collection 
it is marked " unknoivn." It is found in A Collec- 
tion of Psahns and Hymns, published by John 
Wesley in 1741. 

It has not been altered. 

412 Timely penitence. CM. 

WHEN rising from the bed of death, 
O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
I view my Maker face to face, 
O how shall I appear? 

2 If yet, while pardon may be found, 
And mercy may be sought, 

My soul with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought, — 

3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed 
In majesty severe, 

And sit in judgment on my soul; 
O how shall I appear? 

4 O may my broken, contrite heart, 
Timely my sins lament; 

And early, with repentant tears, 
Eternal woe prevent. 

5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, 
< Ere yet it be too late; 

And hear my Saviour's dying groan, 
To give those sorrows weight. 

6 For never shall my soul despair 
Her pardon to secure, 

Who knows thine only Son hath died 
To make that pardon sure. 


This was first published in The Spectator, No. 
513. 1712. 

In the third line of the second stanza the author 
wrote " mind " instead of " soul ; " and in the first 
line of the fifth, " See then the sorrows," etc. 

The fourth stanza has been considerably altered. 
It was : 

4 " But Thou hast told the troubled mind 

Who does her sins lament, 
The timely tribute of her tears, 

Shall endless woe prevent." 

In the Spectator the author claims that the very 
best of men need the meditation and pardon of 
Christ. He says : " Let a man's innocence be what 
it will ; let his virtues rise to the highest pitch of 
perfection attainable in this life, there will be still 
in him so many secret sins — so many human frail- 
ties — so many offenses of ignorance, passion, and 
prejudice — so many unguarded words and thoughts 
— and in short, so many defects in his best actions, 
that, without the advantages of such an expiation 
and atonement as Christianity has revealed to us, it 
is impossible that he should be cleared before his 
Sovereign Judge, or that lie should be able to stand 
in his sight." 

413 All things possible to God. CM. 

OTHAT Thou wouldst the heavens rend, 
In majesty come down, 
Stretch out thine arm omnipotent, 
And seize me for thine own ! 

2 Thou my impetuous spirit guide, 
And curb my headstrong will ; 

Thou only canst drive back the tide, 
And bid the sun stand still. 



;i What though I cannot break my chain, 

Or e'er throw off my load? 
The things impossible to men 

Arc possible to God. 

4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine, 

Thou wilt victorious prove; 
For everlasting strength is thine, 

And everlasting love. 


Title: A Prayer Against the Power of Sin. 

Seventeen stanzas. These are verses one, three, 
four, and thirteen, unaltered. They make a tine 
hymn. The last two stanzas of the original are 
somewhat remarkable : 

16 " Speak, and the deaf shall hear Thy voice, 
The blind his sight receive, 

The dumb in songs of praise rejoice, 
The heart of stone believe. 

17 " The Ethiop then shall change his skin, 
The dead shall feel Thy power, 

The loathsome leper shall be clean, 
And 1 shall sin no more." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

414 The prodigal's return. CM. 

THE prodigal, with streaming eyes, 
From folly just awake, 
Reviews his wanderings with surprise ; 
His heart begins to break. 

2 " I starve," he cries, " nor can I bear 
The famine in this land, 

While servants of my Father share 
The bounty of his hand. 

3 ; ' With deep repentance I'll return, 
And seek my Father's face ; 

Unworthy to be called a son, 
I'll ask a servant's place." 

4 Far off the Father saw him move, 
In pensive silence mourn, 

And quickly ran, w T ith arms of love, 
To welcome his return. 

5 Through all the courts the tidings flew, 
And spread the joy around ; 

The angels tuned their harps anew, — 
The long-lost son is found ! 


This is nearly the same as No. 369 in Village 
Hymns, 1824 ; but that was based on No. 247, part 
iii, in The Hartford Selection, 1799. 

In many editions of the Hymnal it has been at- 
tributed to Mrs. Sigourney, but the author is un- 

415 Rock of ages. 7,6 1. 

ROCK of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee; 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears forever flow, 
Could my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone; 
Thou must save, and thou alone: 
In my hand no price I bring; 
Simply to thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw r this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee. 


This grand and favorite hymn cannot be correctly 

understood, so long as it is divorced from its original 
title, A living and dying Vrxyer, for the Holiest 
Believer in the World. 

The author's main thought is, the holiest man 
must say in his prayer : 

" Thou must save, and Thou alone." 

The purest saint on earth must cast himself 
wholly on the merits of Christ's atonement, and 
say : 

" In my hand no price I bring ; 
Simply to Thy cross I cling." 

This hymn first appeared in the Gospel Magazine, 
in March, 1776, when Toplady was its editor. In 
its altered and improved form of three verses it is 
found in A Selection of Psalms and Hymns, edited 
by the Rev. Thomas Cotterell, (eighth edition, 
1819,) and probably in the earlier editions. Mr. 
Cotterell was a notorious hymn-mender, and it 
was probably rewritten by him for his Collec- 

We here give a reprint of the original : 
" Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee ! 
Let the Water and the Blood, 
From thy riven Side which flow'd, 
Be of Sin the double Cure, 
Cleanse me from its Guilt and Pow'r. 

" Not the Labours of my Hands 
Can fulfill thy Law's demands : 
Could my Zeal no respite know, 
Could my Tears forever flow, 
All for Sin could not atone : 
Thou must save, and Thou alone ! 



" Nothing in my Hand I bring ; 
Simply to thy Cross I cling ; 
Naked, come to Thee for Dress ; 
Helpless, look to Thee for Grace ; 
Foul, I to the Fountain fly : 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

" Whilst I draw this fleeting Breath — 
When my Eye strings break in Death — 
When I soar through tracts unknown — 
See Thee on thy Judgment- Throne — 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee ! " 

A. T. 

This hymn is a universal favorite. The British 
Premier, the Right Hon. W. E. Gladstone, made a 
version of it in Latin and another in Greek. Many 
persons, and among them Prince Albert, of En- 
gland, have used it as a dying prayer. 

The steam-ship London was lost in the Bay of Bis- 
cay in 1866. The last man that escaped said that 
when he left the ship the passengers were singing : 

" Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee." 

The Rev. Augustus Montague Toplady was a 
Church of England clergyman, born in 1740. He 
was educated at Westminster School, and Trinity 
College, Dublin, and was awakened and converted., 
when about sixteen years of age, by hearing an il- 
literate layman preach in a barn in Ireland. He 
received orders in 1762. In 1775 he settled in Lon- 
don. Toplady was a High Calvinist, a fierce and 
bitter controversalist, and opposed the Weslevs 
with all his might. He died in 1778, hiding in the 
M Rock of Ages." 

416 TJie true Light. 7, 6 1. 

CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, 
Christ, the true, the only Light, 
Sun of righteousness, arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night : 
Dayspring from on high, be near, 
Day-star, in my heart appear. 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 
Unaccompanied by thee ; 

Joyless is the day's return, 

Till thy mercy's beams I see : 
Till thou inward life impart, 
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 

3 Visit then this soul of mine ; 
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief ; 

Fill me, Radiancy divine ; 
Scatter all my unbelief : 
More and more thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. 


Title : A Morning Hymn. 

Montgomery, in the preface of the Christian 

Psalmist, calls this hymn " one of Charles Wes- 
ley's loveliest progeny." 

From Hymns ar,d Sacred Poems, 1740. 

Wesley wrote " they " instead of " thou " in verse 
two, line five. 

417 The Litany. 7,61. 

BY thy birth, and by thy tears ; 
By thy human griefs and fears; 
By thy conflict in the hour 
Of the subtle tempter's power, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye ; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 

2 By the tenderness that wept 

O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; 
By the bitter tears that flowed 
Over Salem's lost abode, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye ; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 

3 By thy lonely hour of prayer ; 
By the fearful conflict there ; 
By thy cross and dying cries ; 
By thy one great sacrifice, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 

4 By thy triumph o'er the grave ; 
By thy power the lost to save ; 
By thy high, majestic throne ; 
By the empire all thine own, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye ; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 


The original of this hymn is No. 723 in this 
Hymnal. The first three verses are founded on 
verses two, three, and four of that hymn. It is 
hardly fair to put Robert Grant's name to it, al- 
though it belongs to him more than to any one else. 

It was altered largely in Dr. Thomas Cotterell's 
Collection, 1819 — no doubt by the editor himself. 
It was still further changed when it appeared in the 
Methodist Episcopal Hymn Book, 1849, probably by 
Dr. James Floy, one of the editors of that book. 

418 Peace and hope of the righteous. L. M. 

LORD, how secure and blest are they 
Who feel the joys of pardoned sin! 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 
Their minds have heaven and peace 

2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
Made up of innocence and love ; 

And soft and silent as the shades, 
Their nightly minutes gently move. 



3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come 

But fly not half so swift away: 
Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to the heavenly hills, 
Where groves of living pleasure grow; 

And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles, 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow! 

5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, 
But spend the day, and share the night, 

In numbering o'er the richer joys 

That Heaven prepares for their delight. 


Author's title : The Pleasures of a Good Con- 
The first line of the fifth stanza Watts wrote : 

" They scorn to seek out golden toys." 

The following additional stanza is not necessary 
to the hymn : 

6 " While wretched we, like worms and moles, 

Lie groveling in the dust below, 
Almighty grace renew our souls, 

And we'll aspire to glory too." 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

4:1 9 Filial love and longing. L. M. 

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim ; 
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wdse. 
Thou art my Father and my God ; 

And I am thine by sacred ties, 

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 

3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For thee I long, to thee I look, 

As travelers in thirsty lands 

Pant for the cooling water-brook. 

4 E'en life itself, without thy love, 
No lasting pleasure can afford ; 

Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove, 
If I were banished from thee, Lord. 

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise: 

This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And fill the remnant of my days. 


Title: Longing after God ; or, The Love of God 
Bdter than Life. 

An imitation of Psalm lxiii. 

Three stanzas are omitted. The fourth slnnzu 
has been slightly changed from this form : 

" My life itself without thy love 
"No taste of pleasure could afford 

' Twould but a tiresome burden prove 
If I were banished from the Lord." 

"It was first published in 1719. 

42 Tlte souVs anchorage. L. M. 6 1. 

NOW I have found the ground wherein 
Sure my soul's auchor may remain ; 
The wounds of Jesus, for my sin 

Before the world's foundation slain ; 
Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, 
When heaven and earth are fled away. 

2 Father, thine everlasting grace 
Our scanty thought surpasses far: 

Thy heart still melts with tenderness ; 

Thine arms of love still open are, 
Returning sinners to receive, 
That mercy they may taste, and live. 

3 O Love, thou bottomless abyss, 
My sins are swallowed up in thee ! 

Covered is my unrighteousness, 

Nor spot of guilt remains on me, 
While Jesus' blood, through earth and 

Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. 

4 By faith I plunge me in this sea; 
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; 

Hither, when hell assails, I flee; 

I look into my Saviour's breast: 
Away, sad doubt and anxious fear ! 
Mercy is all that's written there. 


Title: Redemption found. 

The last two stanzas are especially grand. There 
are two others in the translation. Thev constitute 
No. 649 in this collection. From ffymns and 
Sacred Poems, 1740. 

Wesley began the last verse, " With faith," etc. 

The Rev. Johann Andreas Rothe was a Mora- 
vian, and for some years pastor at Herrnhut. He 
was born in 1688, studied theology at Loipsic, re- 
signed his pastorate at Herrnhut in 1737, and be- 
came a Lutheran minister. He died in 1758. 

This hymn, in the German, contained ten stan- 
zas, and was dedicated by the author to his friend, 
Count Zinzendorf, on his birthday in 1728. 



42 1 Christ, the solid rock. L. M. 6 1. 

MY hope is built on nothing less 
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; 

1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, 
But wholly lean on Jesus 1 name : 
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

2 When darkness seems to veil his face, 
1 rest on his unchanging grace ; 

In every high and stormy gale, 
My anchor holds within the veil : 
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

3 His oath, his covenant, and blood, 
Support me in the whelming flood : 
When all around my soul gives way, 
He then is all my hope and stay : 
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 


Title : The Immutable Basis of a Sinner's Hope. 
The first stanza is made up of' the first two verses 
of the author: 

1 " Nor earth nor hell my soul can move, 
I rest upon unchanging love ; 

1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, 
But wholly lean on Jesus' name : 
On Christ, etc. 

2 " My hope is built on nothing less 
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ; 
'Midst all the hell I feel within, 

On his completed work I lean : 
On Christ," etc. 

There are some slight changes in the first lines of 
the second stanza. 


" When darkness veils Jiis lovely face, 

I rest upon unchanging grace ; 

In every rough and stormy gale," etc. 

The author wrote the first lines of the next 
stanza : 

" His oath, his cov'nant, and his blood, 
Support me in the sinking flood." 

There are two additional stanzas : 

5 " I trust his righteous character, 
His council, promise, and his pow'r; 
His honor and his name's at stake 
To save me from the burning lake : 
On Christ, etc. 

6 " When I shall launch in worlds unseen, 
O may I then be found in him. 

Dress' d in his righteousness alone, 
Faultless to stand before the throne : 
On Christ," etc. 

These changes and omissions were probably 
made on account of the peculiar doctrines of the 

From Hymns of Praise, 1836. 

The Rev. Edward Mote was an English Baptist 
minister, who lived from 1797 to 1874. The above 
book contains ninety -five of his hymns. 

4:22 AUve in Christ. L. M. 6 1 

AND can it be that I should gain 
An interest in the Saviour's blood? 
Died he for me, who caused his pain? 
For me, who him to death pursued? 
Amazing love ! how can it be 
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me? 

2 'Tis mystery all ! the Immortal dies ! 
Who can explore his strange design? 

In vain the first-born seraph tries 

To sound the depths of love divine ; 
'Tis mercy all ! let earth adore : 
Let angel minds inquire no more. 

3 He left his Father's throne above, — 
So free, so infinite his grace ! — 

Emptied himself of all but love, 

And bled for Adam's helpless race ; 
'Tis mercy all, immense and free, 
For, O my God, it found out me ! 

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay, 

Fast bound in sin and nature's night ; 
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray, 

I woke, the dungeon flamed with light: 
My chains fell off, my heart was free, 
I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 

5 No condemnation now I dread, 
Jesus, with all in him, is mine ; 

Alive in him, my living Head, 

And clothed in righteousness divine, 

Bold I approach the eternal throne, 

And claim the crown, through Christ, my 


Title : Free Grace. 

Wesley wrote this hymn in 1738, the very year 
of his conversion, and without any doubt it con- 
tains his personal experience. The following omit- 
ted stanza is a remarkable one. It is full of the 
spirit of Methodism, and reveals the secret of its 
early success : 

5 " Still the small inward voice I hear, 
That whispers all my sins forgiven; 

Still the atoning blood is near, 
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven : 

I feel the life His wounds impart ; 

I feel my SavVar in my heart." 



The author wrote " God" instead of " Lord " in 
the last line of the first verse. 
From Hymiu and Sacred Poems, 1739. 


423 Convicted, — pardoned. 

IN evil long I took delight, 
Unawed by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 

2 I saw One hanging on a tree, 
In agonies and blood, 

Who fixed his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never till my latest breath 
Can I forget that look : 

It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 
And plunged me in despair; 

I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
And helped to nail him there. 

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did ! 
But now my tears are vain : 

Where shall my trembling soul be hid? 
For I the Lord have slain ! 

6 A second look he gave, which said, 
1 ' I freely all forgive ; 

This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
I die that thou mayst live." 

7 Thus, while his death my sin displays 
In all its blackest hue, 

Such is the mystery of grace, 
It seals my pardon too. 


Title : Looking at the Cross. 

This hymn is, no doubt, autobiographic. 

Newton wrote his own epitaph, which he re- 
quested might be put up on a plain marble tab- 
let, near the vestry door of his church in London : 

John Newton, Clerk. 

Once an Infidel and Libertine, 
A servant of slaves in Africa, 
Was, by the rich mercy of our Lord and Saviour 
Jesus Christ, 
Preserved 2 restored, pardoned, 
And appointed to preach the Faith 
He had long labored to destroy, 
Near 16 years at Olney in Bucks 
And . . . years in this church. 
On Feb. 1, 1750, he married 
Daughter of the late George Catlett 

Of Chatham, Kent. 
He resigned her to the Lord who gave her 
On 15th of December, 1790. 

There is one additional stanza : 

8 " With pleasing grief, and mournful joy, 

My spirit now is filled ; 
That I should such a life destroy, 

Yet live by him I killed." 

Unaltered. From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

424: The earnest of redemption. C. M. 
HY should the children of a King 

W ] 

Go mourning all their days? 
Great Comforter, descend and bring 
The tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
And seal the heirs of heaven? 

When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 
In the Redeemer's blood; 

And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
The pledge of joys to come ; 

May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 
Safely convey me home. 


Watts's title was : The Witnessing and Sealing 

" For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, 
they are the sons of God. For ye nave not re- 
ceived the spirit of bondage again to fear ; but ye 
have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we 
cry, 'Abba, Father.' The Spirit itself beareth 
witness with our spirit, that we are the children of 
God." Rom. viii, 14-16. 

"In whom ye also trusted, after that ye heard 
the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation : in 
whom also, after that ye believed, ye were sealed 
with that Holy Spirit of promise, which is the 
earnest of our inheritance until the redemption of 
the purchased possession, unto the praise of his 
glory." Eph. i, 13, 14. 

The author wrote u Some tokens" in the last 
line of the first stanza ; and the last two lines of 
the last stanza : 

"And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 
Will safe convey me home." 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book i, 1707. 

4:25 The blood of sprinkling. CM. 

MY God, my God, to thee I cry ; 
Thee only would I know; 
Thy purifying blood apply, 
And wash me white as snow. 



2 To.uch me, and make the leper clean 
Purge my iniquity : 

Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
I have no part in thee. 

3 But art thou not already mine? 
Answer, if mine thou art ; 

Whisper within, thou Love divine, 
And cheer my drooping heart. 

4 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds, 
His wounds are open wide ; 

For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
And speaks me justified. 


Title : After a Relapse into Sin. 

Twelve stanzas. These are the first three and 
che sixth. The last part of the first stanza read 
originally : 

" One drop of blood on me let fall, 
And wash* me white as snow." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

426 The voice of Jesus. CM. 

I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
' ' Come unto me and rest ; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast !" 
I came to Jesus as I was, 
Weary, and worn, and sad; 

1 found in him a resting-place, 
And he hath made me glad. 

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
" Behold, I freely give 

The living water; thirsty one, 

Stoop down, and drink, and live !" 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 
Of that life-giving stream ; 

My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 
And now I live in him. 

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
"lam this dark world's Light; 

Look unto me, thy morn shall rise 

And all thy day be bright !" 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In him my Star, my Sun ; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 

Till all my journey's done. 


Title : The Voice from Galilee. 

" Of his fullness have all we received, and grace 
for grace." John i, 16. 

Verbatim, except the last line, which the author 
wrote : 

" Till traveling days are done." 

The Rev. Horatius Bonar, D.D., was one of the 
sweetest, though one of the saddest, singers of the 
Church. He was born in Edinburgh in 1808, and 
was educated in its university; was ordained in 
1837, and for several years was pastor at Kelso. 
Dr. Bonar was one of the founders of the Free 
Church of Scotland in 1843. He died July 31, 1889. 

From Hymns of Faith and Hope, (first series,) 
1857. Hymns Original and Selected, 1850. 

4:2 t Amazing grace. CM. 

AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound 
That saved a wretch like me ! 

1 once was lost, but now am found, 

Was blind, but now I see. 
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did that grace appear 

The hour I first believed ! 

2 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already come ; 

'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, 

And grace will lead me home. 
The Lord has promised good to me, 

His word my hope secures ; 
He will my shield and portion be 

As long as life endures. 

3 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
And mortal life shall cease, 

I shall possess, within the veil, 

A life of joy and peace. 
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 

The sun forbear to shine ; 
But God, who called me here below, 

Will be forever mine. 


Title : Faith 1 's Review and Expectation. 

II Who am I, O Lord God, and what is mine 
house, that thou hast brought rne hitherto? And 
yet this was a small thing in thine eyes, O God ; 
for thou hast also spoken of thy servant's house for 
a great while to come, and hast regarded me ac- 
cording to the estate of a man of high degree, O 
Lord God." 1 Chron. xvii, 16, 17. 

The author in this hymn plainly refers to his 
own life and experience. 

Unaltered and entire. From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
See Nos. 23 and 423. 



428 Reconciliation with God. CM. 

ETERNAL Sun of righteousness, 
Display thy beams divine, 
And cause the glories of thy face 
Upon my heart to shine. 

2 Light in thy light O may I see, 
Thy grace and mercy prove ; 

Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee, 
The God of pardoning love. 

3 Lift up thy countenance serene, 
And let thy happy child 

Behold, without a cloud between, 
The Godhead reconciled. 

4 That all-comprising peace bestow 
On me, through grace forgiven ; 

Then joys of holiness below, 
And then the joys of heaven. 


Composed of two of Charles Wesley's Short 
Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures. 
The '' passage " of Scripture on which the first half 
is founded is : 

" The Lord make his face shine upon thee, and 
be gracious unto thee." Num. vi, 25. 

The Scripture basis of the last part is the passage 
immediately following : 

" The Lord lift up his countenance upon thee, 
;.nd give thee peace." Num. vi, 2(5. 

It is not altered. 

429 Delightful assurance. CM. 

SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, 
Allow my humble claim ; 
Nor while, unworthy, I draw nigh, 
Disdain a Father's name. 

2 My Father, God ! that gracious word 
Dispels my guilty fear; 

Not all the notes by angels heard 
Could so delight my ear. 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, thyself impress 
On my expanding heart ; 

And show that in the Father's grace 
I share a filial part. 

4 Cheered by that witness from on high, 
Unwavering I believe ; 

And, "Abba, Father," humbly cry: 
Nor can the sign deceive. 


Title: A Filial Temper the Work of the Spirit 
and a Proof of Adoption. 

Dr. Doddridge's hymns were all written on 
texts of Scripture. The foundation of this u, 
Gal. iv, 6 : 

"And because ye are suns, God hath sent forth 
the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, 

The hymn has been altered for the purpose of 
making the first and third lines rhyme, as they do 
not in the original. Nine lines of the sixteen have 
been changed. 

There is one additional stanza : 

4 "On Wings of everlasting Love, 

The Comforter is come ; 
All Terrors at his Voice disperse, 

And endless Pleasure* bloom." 

From Hymns Founded on Various Texts in tJu 
Holy Scriptures, 1755. 

430 Peace in believing. CM. 

JESUS, to thee I now can fly, 
On whom my help is laid : 
Oppressed by sins, I lift mine eye, 
And see the shadows fade. 

2 Believing on my Lord, I find 
A sure and present aid ; 

On thee alone my constant mind 
Be every moment stayed. 

3 Whate'er in me seems wise, or good, 
Or strong, I here disclaim ; 

I wash my garments in the blood 
Of the atoning Lamb. 

4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest. 
On thee will I depend. 

Till summoned to the marriage-feast, 
When faith in sight shall end. 


Title : After a Be/apse into Sin. 

There are ten stanzas. These are the sixth, 
eighth, ninth, and tenth, unaltered. 

The Wesley's believed in backsliding, but they 
did not believe in living in a backslidden state. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

43 1 The well of life. C M. 

FOUNTAIN of life, to all below 
Let thy salvation roll; 
Water, replenish, and o'erflow 
Every believing soul. 



2 Into that happy number, Lord, 
Us weary sinners take ; 

Jesus, fulfill thy gracious word, 
For thine own mercy's sake. 

3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide, 
And we shall flow to thee, 

While down the stream of time we glide 
To our eternity. 

4 The well of life to us thou art, 
Of joy the swelling flood; 

Wafted by thee, with willing heart, 
We swift return to God. 

5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea ; 
Into thy fullness fall ; 

Be lost and swallowed up in thee, 
Our God, our all in all. 


Title : Entering into the Congregation. 
A grand opening hymn, copied verbatim from 
Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

433 Victorious faith. C. M. 

FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 
My Saviour, and my Head, 

1 trust in thee, whose powerful word 

Hath raised him from the dead. 

2 In hope, against all human hope, 
Self-desperate, I believe ; 

Thy quickening word shall raise me up, 
Thou wilt thy Spirit give. 

3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, 
And looks to that alone ; 

Laughs at impossibilities, 
And cries, " It shall be done ! " 

4 To thee the glory of thy power 
And faithfulness I give ; 

I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, 
And Christ in me shall live. 

5 Obedient faith, that waits on thee, 
Thou never wilt reprove ; 

But thou wilt form thy Son in me, 
And perfect me in love. 


Part of a long hymn founded on Rom. iv, 16-23 : 
" Therefore it is of faith," etc. 

The third stanza is a good definition of faith. 
This hymn is composed of verses one, nine, four- 
teen, fifteen, and twenty, unaltered. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

433 His boundless grace. CM. 

WHAT shall I do my God to love? 
My loving God to praise? 
The length and breadth, and height to 
And depth of sovereign grace? 

2 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, 
Immense and unconfined; 

From age to age it never ends ; 
It reaches all mankind. 

3 Throughout the world its breadth is 

Wide as infinity : 
So wide it never passed by one, 
Or it had passed by me. 

4 My trespass was grown up to heaven ; 
But, far above the skies, 

Through Christ abundantly forgiven, 
I see thy mercies rise. 

5 The depth of all-redeeming love, 
What angel tongue can tell? 

O may I to the utmost prove 
The gift unspeakable ! 


Title : After a Recovery. 

These are verses eleven to fifteen, inclusive, of a 
long hymn of eighteen stanzas. 

The anticalvinism ot the author is very prom- 
inent in this, as in many other of his hymns. 

Unaltered. From Charles Wesley's Hymns and 
Sacred Poems, two vols., 1749. 


434 No more a wandering sheep 

I WAS a wandering sheep, 
I did not love the fold, 
I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 

I would not be controlled : 
I was a wayward child, 

I did not love my home, 
I did not love my Father's voice, 
I loved afar to roam. 

2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, 

The Father sought his child ; 
He followed me o'er vale and hill, 

O'er deserts waste and wild : 
He found me nigh to death, 

Famished, and faint, and lone ; 
He bound me with the bands of love, 

He saved the wandering one. 



3 Jesus my Shepherd is; 
'Twaa he that loved my soul, 

'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 
'Twas he that made me whole : 

'Twas he that sought the lost, 
That found the wandering sheep ; 

'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 
'Tis he that still doth keep. 

4 No more a wandering sheep, 
I love to be controlled, 

I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 

I love the peaceful fold : 
No more a wayward child, 

I seek no more to roam ; 
I love my heavenly Father's voice, 

I love, I love his home ! 


Author's title : Lost, but Found. 
One stanza, the third, of the original has been 
omitted : 

3 " They spoke in tender love ; 

They raised my drooping head ; 
They gently closed my bleeding wounds, 

My fainting soul they fed. 
They washed my filth away ; 

They made me clean and fair ; 
They brought me to my home in peace, — 

The long-sought wanderer ! " 

The third, fifth 2 seventh, and eighth lines of the 
second stanza begin with the word " They " instead 
of " He/' 

The last stanza has been changed. In Hymns of 
Faith and Love, (first series,) it is : 

" I was a wandering sheep. 

I would not be controlled : 
But now I love my Shepherd's voice, 

I love, 1 love the fold ! 
/ ivas a wayward child ; 

I once preferred to roam, 
But now /love my Father's voice, — 

I love, I love his home." 

From The Bible Hymn Book, 1845. 

43 O The revealing Spirit. S. M. 

SPIRIT of faith, come down, 
Reveal the things of God ; 
And make to us the Godhead known, 

And witness with the blood : 
'Tis thine the blood to apply, 

And give us eyes to see, 
That he who did for sinners die, 
Hath surely died for me. 

2 No man can truly say 

That Jesus is the Lord, 
Unless thou take the veil away, 

And breathe the living word : 

Then, only then, we feel 

Our interest in his blood ; 
And cry, with joy unspeakable, 

1 ' Thou art my Lord, my God ! " 

3 O that the world might know 

The all-atoning Lamb ! 
Spirit of faith, descend and show 

The virtue of his name: 
The grace which all may find, 

The saving power, impart ; 
And testify to all mankind, 

And speak in every heart. 


The following stanzas, the third and the fifth, 
are omitted: 

3 " I know my Saviour lives, 

He lives, who died for me, 
My inmost soul His voice receives 

Who hangs on yonder tree : 
Set forth before my eyes 

Even now I see Him bleed, 
And hear His mortal groans and cries, 

While suffering in my stead." 

5 " Inspire the living faith, 

Which whosoe'er receives, 
The witness in himself he hath, 

And consciously believes ; 
The faith that conquers all, 

And doth the mountain move, 
And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, 

And perfects them in love." 

Unaltered from a pamphlet containing thirty -two 
pieces, entitled Hymns of Petition and Thanks- 
giving for the Promise of the Father. By the Rev - 
ereud Mr. John and Charles Wesley. Bristol, 1746. 

4:36 God, my Father. S. M. 

HERE I can firmly rest; 
I dare to boast of this, 
That God, the highest and the best, 
My Friend and Father is. 

2 Naught have I of my own, 
Naught in the life I lead ; 

What Christ hath given, that alone 
I dare in faith to plead. 

3 I rest upon the ground 
Of Jesus and his blood ; 

It is through him that I have found 
My soul's eternal good. 

4 At cost of all I have, 
At cost of life and limb, 

I cling to God who yet shall save ; 
I will not turn from him. 



5 His Spirit in me dwells, 
O'er all my mind he reigns ; 

My care and sadness he dispels, 
And soothes away my pains. 

6 He prospers day by day 
His work within my heart, 

Till I have strength and faith to say, 
" Thou, God, my Father art ! " 


This is made up of quatrains, selected here and 
there, from a translation of sixteen double stanzas, 
found in Lyra Germanica, first series, beginning : 

" If God be on my side, 
Then let who will oppose." 

Original of verse three, line four : 

" The True Eternal Good." 

Writing of Gerhardt, Miss Winkworth, in her 
Christian Singers of Germaity, says : "His hymns 
seem to be the spontaneous outpouring of a heart 
that overflows with love, trust, and praise." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 212. 

43 7 Knowledge of forgiveness. S. M. 

HOW can a sinner know 
His sins on earth forgiven? 
How can my gracious Saviour show 
My name inscribed in heaven? 

2 What we have felt and seen 
With confidence we tell ; 

And publish to the sons of men 
The signs infallible. 

3 We who in Christ believe 
That he for us hath died, 

We all his unknown peace receive, 
And feel his blood applied. 

4 Exults our rising soul, 
Disburdened of her load, 

And swells unutterably full 
Of glory and of God. 

5 His love, surpassing far 
The love of all beneath, 

We find within our hearts, and dare 
The pointless darts of death. 

6 Stronger than death or hell 
The sacred power Ave prove; 

And, conquerers of the world, we dweU 
In heaven, who dwell in love. 


Title : The Marks of Faith. 

As published by Cnarles Wesley in Hymns and 
Sacred Poems, ^two vols.,) 1749, this hymn has 
eight stanzas of eight lines each. The first threo 
were altered into this meter for the Collection of 
Hymns for the use of the people called Methodists, 
probably by John Wesley, 1779. 

43 8 Abba, Father. Rom. viii, 15. H. M. 

ARISE, my soul, arise; 
Shake off thy guilty fears ; 
The bleeding Sacrifice 

In my behalf appears : 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, 
For me to intercede ; 

His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood to plead ; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 

3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 
Received on Calvary; 

They pour effectual prayers, 

They strongly plead for me : 
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, 
"Nor let the ransomed sinner die." 

4 The Father hears him pray, 
His dear anointed One : 

He cannot turn away 

The presence of his Son : 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 

5 My God is reconciled ; 

His pardoning voice I hear: 
He owns me for his child ; 

I can no longer fear : 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And, "Father, Abba, Father," cry, 


Title: Behold the Man. 

A much- used and blessed hymn. It is a satis- 
faction to know that it remains, except the title, as 
it was published by the author in Hymns and Sa- 
cred Poems, 1742. 

43 9 The inward witness. C. P. M. 

THOU great mysterious God unknown, 
Whose love hath gently led me on 
E'en from my infant days; 
Mine inmost soul expose to view, 
And tell me if I ever knew 
Thy justifying grace. 



2 If I have only known thy fear, 
And followed, with a heart sincere, 

Thy drawings from above; 
Now, now the further grace bestow, 
And let my sprinkled conscience know 

Thy sweet forgiving love. 

3 Short of thy love I would not stop, 
A stranger to the gospel hope, 

The sense of sin forgiven ; 
I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, 
Without the inward witness live, 

That antepast of heaven. 

4 If now the witness were in me, 
Would he not testify of thee, 

In Jesus reconciled? 
And should I not with faith draw nigh, 
And boldly, " Abba, Father," cry, 

And know myself thy child? 

5 Father, in me reveal thy Son, 
And to my inmost soul make known 

How merciful thou art : 
The secret of thy love reveal, 
And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell 

Forever in my heart. 


Three stanzas are omitted, which we give, as a 
specimen of the careless and faulty manner in which 
the author sometimes wrote : 

5 " Ah ! never let Thy servant rest, 
Till of my part iu Christ possessed. 

I on thy mercy feed. 
Unworthy of the crumbs that fall. 
Yet raised by Him who died for all, 

To eat the children's bread. 

6 " may I cast my rags aside, 
My filthy rags of virtuous pride, 

Ami for acceptance groan; 
My works of righteousness disclaim, 
With all I have, or can, or am, 

And trust in grace alone. 

7 " Whate'er obstructs Thy pardoning love, 
Or sin, or righteousness remove, 

Thy glory to display ; 
Mine heart of unbelief convince, 
And now absolve me from my sins, 

And take them all away." 

"Feed" and " bread" are not rhymes, although 
they come nearer to it than "convince" and 
"sins." There are other infelicities that will be 
seen by every reader. 

Unaltered. From Hymns for Those that Seek and 
Those that Have Redemption, in the Blood of Jesus 
Christ. London, 1747. 

440 The indwelling Spirit. 7, 61. 

ABBA, Father, hear thy child, 
Late in Jesus reconciled; 
Hear, and all the graces shower, 
All the joy, and peace, and power; 
All my Saviour asks above, 
All the life and heaven of love. 

2 Lord, I will not let thee go 
Till the blessing thou bestow : 
Hear my Advocate divine ; 
Lo! to his my suit I join; 
Joined to his, it cannot fail ; 
Bless me ; for I will prevail. 

3 Heavenly Father, Life divine, 
Change my nature into thine : 

Move, and spread throughout my soul, 
Actuate and fill the whole: 
Be it I no longer now 
Living in the flesh, but thou. 

4 Holy Ghost, no more delay; 
Come, and in thy temple stay : 
Now thine inward witness bear, 
Strong, and permanent, and clear: 
Spring of life, thyself impart ; 
Rise eternal in my heart. 


" Ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be. 
full." John xvi, 24. 

Twelve stanzas, beginning: 

" Rise, my soul, with ardour rise, 
Breathe thy wishes to the skies." 

This hymn is composed of verses eight, nine, 
eleven, and twelve. 
In the first line of the third stanza the author wrote : 

" Heavenly Adam, Life divine. 
Late in Jesus reconciled.'''' 

Wesley was then only a young convert. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

44 1 Chief of sinners. 7, 6 1. 

CHIEF of sinners though I be, 
Jesus shed his blood for me ; 
Died that I might live on high, 
Died that I might never die ; 
As the branch is to the vine, 

1 am his and he is mine. 

2 O the height of Jesus' love! 
Higher than the heavens above, 
Deeper than the depths of sea, 
Lasting as eternity; 

Love that found me, — wondrous thought ! 
Found me when I sought him not ! 



3 Chief of sinners though I be, 
Christ is all in all to me ; 
All my wants to him are known, 
All my sorrows are his own ; 
Safe with him from earthly strife, 
He sustains the hidden life. 


Title: Christ is All. 

Two stanzas, the third and fifth, are omitted : 

3 " Jesus only can impart 
Balm, to heal the smitten heart ; 
Peace that flows from sins forgiven, 
Jov that lifts the soul to heaven, 
Faith and hope to walk with God, 
In the way that Enoch trod. 

5 "O, my Saviour, help afford, 
By Thy Spirit and Thy Word : 
When my wayward heart would stray, 

Keep me in the narrow way ; 
While I live and when I die." 

Grace in time of need supr 

I cannot vouch for the text of the hymn, nor for 
the authorship, as I have taken both at second 

William M'Comb was born in Ireland in 1793 : 
and was a book-seller in Belfast for many years. His 
complete Poetical Works were published in 1864. 

44:2 The joys of conversion. 12,8. 

OHOW happy are they, 
Who the Saviour obey, 
And have laid up their treasure above! 
Tougue can never express 
The sweet comfort and peace 
Of a soul in its earliest love. 

2 That sweet comfort was mine, 
When the favor divine 

I received through the blood of the Lamb 
When my heart first believed, 
What a joy I received, 

What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 

3 'Twas a heaven below 
My Redeemer to know, 

And the angels could do nothing more, 

Than to fall at his feet, 

And the story repeat, 
And the Lover of sinners adore. 

4 Jesus all the day long 
Was my joy and my song: 

O that all his salvation might see! 

" He hath loved me," I cried, 

" He hath suffered and died, 
To redeem even rebels like me." 

5 O the rapturous height 

Of that holy delight 
Which I felt in the life-giving blood! 

Of my Saviour possessed, 

I was perfectly blessed, 
As if filled with the fullness of God. 


Title '. For One Fallen from Grace. 
From Hymns and Sawed Poems, 1749. 
A few slight changes have been made, aud two 
stanzas, the fifth and sixth, omitted : 

5 " On the wings of His love, 
I was carried above, 

All sin, and temptation, and pain ; 

1 could not believe, 

That I ever should grieve, 
That I ever should suffer again. 

6 "I rode on the sky, 
(Freely justified I !) 

Nor envied Elijah his seat; 

My soul mounted higher, 

In a chariot of fire, 
And the moon it was under my feet." 

There is a " part second," that contains nine 
verses more. The old Pocket Hymn Book contained 
the whole sixteen stanzas, which were retained in 
all the editions down to 1849, when all the stanzas 
were left out, except these five. They are all that 
are worth saving. Some writers, judging from in- 
ternal evidence, have doubted whether Charles 
Wesley ever wrote this hymn ; thinking him inca- 
pable of writing such nonsense as the stanzas quoted 
above. The real wonder is, that in the great har- 
vest of his writings — some six thousand pieces — 
there should be so much good wheat and so little 
worthless chaff. 

7, 6, 7. 

44:3 The righteousness of faith 

OFT I in my heart have said, — 
Who shall ascend on high, 
Mount to Christ, my glorious Head, 

And bring him from the sky ! 
Borne on contemplation's wing, 
Surely I shall find him there, 
Where the angels praise their King, 
And gain the Morning Star. 

2 Oft I in my heart have said, — 

Who to the deep shall stoop, 
Sink with Christ among the dead, 

From thence to bring him up? 
Could I but my heart prepare, 

By unfeigned humility, 
Christ would quickly enter there, 

And ever dwell in me. 



3 But the righteousness of faith 

Hath taught me better things: 
"Inward turn thine eyes/' it saith, 

While Christ to me it brings: 
44 Christ is ready to impart 

Life to all, for life who sigh : 
In thy mouth and in thy heart 

The word is ever nigh." 


This is founded on Rom. x, 6, 7 : 

" But the righteousness which is of faith speak- 
eth on this wise, Say not in thine heart. Who .-hall 
ascend into heaven i (that is, to bring Christ down 
from above:) or, Who shall descend into the 
deep? (that is, to bring up Christ again from the 

The author wrote " To bring" instead of" And 
bring " in verse one, line four. 

There are three additional stanzas. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by John and 
Charles Wesley, 1742. 

44:4 The new joy. L. M. 

mREMBLING before thine awful throne, 
_L O Lord, in dust my sins I own ; 
Justice and mercy for my life 
Contend ; O smile, and heal the strife. 

2 The Saviour smiles ; upon my soul 
New tides of hope tumultuous roll ; 
His voice proclaims my pardon found, 
Seraphic transport wings the sound. 

3 Earth has a joy unknown to heaven, 
The newborn peace of sins forgiven; 
Tears of such pure and deep delight, 
Ye angels, never dimmed your sight. 

4 Bright heralds of the eternal Will, 
Abroad his errands ye fulfill ; 

Or, throned in Hoods of beamy day, 
Symphonious in his presence play. 

5 Loud is the song, the heavenly plain 
Is shaken with the choral strain; 
And dying echoes, floating far, 

Draw music from each chiming star. 

6 But I amid your choirs shall shine, 
And all your knowledge shall be mine : 
Ye on your harps must learn to hear 

A secret cord that mine will bear. 


Dr. Leonard Bacon said that this hymn was " as 
near perfection as an uninspired composition could 

be." It is said to have been the only poem the 
author ever wrote. 

One stanza, the fourth, has been omitted. It in 
hardly suitable for singing, and yet it is too bad to 
dismember such a piece of work. It is : 

4 " Ye saw of old on chaos rise 
The beauteous pillars of the skies : 
Ye know where morn exulting springs, 
And evening folds her drooping wings." 

The thought of the last couplet of the hymn is 
not new, but it is expressed in an original and ad- 
mirable manner. 

Augustus Lucas Hillhouse was a brother of the 

Eoet, James A. Hillhouse, and was born at New 
laven, Conn., in 1792. He died in 1859. 
This poem was first published in the Christian 
Spectator. New Haven, 1822. 

445 The realizing light of faith. L. M. 

AUTHOR of faith, eternal Won 1 . 
Whose Spirit breathes the active flame, 
Faith, like its finisher and Lord, 
To-day as yesterday the same. 

2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
And ask the gift unspeakable; 

Increase in us the kindled fire, 
In us the work of faith fulfill. 

3 By faith we know thee strong to save; 
Save us, a present Saviour thou: 

Whatever we hope, by faith we have; 
Future and past subsisting now. 

4 To him that in thy name believes, 
Eternal life with thee is given ; 

Into himself he all receives, 

Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 

5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
U/nseen by reason's glimmering ray, 

With strong, commanding evidence, 
Their heavenly origin display. 

6 Faith lends its realizing light; 

The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; 
The Invisible appears in sight, 
And God is seen by mortal eye. 


The Life of Faith, Exemplified in the Eleventh 
Chapter of St. PauPs Epistle to the Hebrews. 

The author wrote eighty-five stanzas of paraphrase 
upon this chapter. This hymn is founded on the 
first verse : 

" Now faith is the substance of things hoped for. 
the evidence of things not seen." 

Unaltered. From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by 
John and Charles Wesley, 1740. 



4:46 Salvation by grace. L. M. 

WE have no outward righteousness, 
No merits or good works to plead ; 
We only can be saved by grace; 
Thy grace, O Lord, is free indeed. 

2 Save us by grace, through faith alone, 
A faith thou must thyself impart ; 

A faith that would by works be shown, 
A faith that purines the heart : 

3 A faith that doth the mountains move, 
A faith that shows our sins forgiven, 

A faith that sweetly works by love, 
And ascertains our claim to heaven. 

4 This is the faith we humbly seek, 
The faith in thy all-cleansing blood, 

That blood which doth for sinners speak ; 
O let it speak us up to God ! 


Title : For Condemned Malefactors. 

"Let the sighing of the prisoner come before 
thee ; according to the greatness of thy power 

{>reserve thou those that are appointed to die." Psa. 
xxix, 12. 

The whole hymn contains fourteen stanzas. These 
are the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh, unaltered. 
It must he remembered that Wesley ministered to 
condemned prisoners, and sought to prepare them 
for death. This hymn, with others, was written 
for their special use. It will be better understood 
by reading the first three stanzas of the hymn : 

1 " O Thou that hangedst on the tree, 
Our curse and sufferings to remove, 

Pity the souls that look to Thee, 
And save us by Thy dying love. 

2 " Outcasts of men, to Thee we fly, 
To Thee who wilt the worst receive ; 

Forgive, and make us fit to die ; 
Alas ! we are not fit to live. 

3 " We own our punishment is just, 
We suffer for our evil here, 

But in Thy sufferings, Lord, we trust, 
Thine, only Thine, our souls can clear." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Po- 
ems, 1749. 

447 happy day! L. M. 

HAPPY day that fixed my choice 
On thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
To him who merits all my love ! 

Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ; 
I am my Lord's, and he is mine ; 

He drew me, and I followed on, 

Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ; 
Fixed on this blissful center, rest ; 

Nor ever from thy Lord depart, 
With him of every good possessed. 

5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
That vow renewed shall daily hear, 

Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
And bless in death a bond so dear. 


Title : Rejoicing in Our Covenant Engagements 
to God. 

" And all Judah rejoiced at the oath : for they 
had sworn with all their heart, and sought him with 
their whole desire; and he was found of them : and 
the Lord gave them rest round about." 2 Chron. 
xv, 15. 

The hymn is a verbatim copy of the original, ex- 
cepting the last couplet of the fourth stanza. Dod- 
dridge wrote : 

" With Ashes who would grudge to part, 
When called on Angels 1 Bread to feast.' 1 '' 

" Blessed is the man," says Montgomery, " who 
can take the words of this hymn, and make them 
his own from similar experience." 

From Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the 
Holy Scriptures, 1755. 

For biographical sketch, see No, 78. 

448 Salvation by faith. L. M. 

INTO thy gracious hands I fall, 
And with the arms of faith embrace; 

King of glory, hear my call ; 

O raise me, heal me by thy grace. 
Now righteous through thy grace I am ; 
No condemnation now I dread ; 

1 taste salvation in thy name, 
Alive in thee, my living Head. 

2 Still let thy wisdom be my guide, 
Nor take thy flight from me away ; 

Still with me let thy grace abide, 
That I from thee may never stray : 

Let thy word richly in me dwell, 
Thy peace and love my portion be ; 

My joy to endure and do thy will, 
Till perfect I am found in thee, 



3 Arm me with thy whole armor, Lord, 

Support my weakness with thy might ; 
Gird on my thigh thy conquering sword, 

And shield me in the threatening right; 
From faith to faith, from grace to grace, 

So in thy strength shall I go on, 
Till heaven and earth flee from thy face, 

And glory end what grace begun. 


Title: The Change. 

The last half of a hymn of six stanzas. Wesley 
wrote "wounds" instead of "grace" in verse one, 
line five. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

Wolfgang Christopher Dessler was born at 
Nuremberg in 1660. His father was a jeweler, 
and wished his son to follow the same trade. But 
the son was devoted to study, and at length entered 
the University of Altdorf as a student of divinity. 
On account of ill health, he was obliged to give up 
his course ; but he continued his literary work as 
he was able. He was head master of a school at 
Nuremberg some fifteen years. Dessler was the 
author of fifty -six hymns ; an accurate scholar, and 
a devout Christian. * He died in 1722. 

4.4. Q Forgiving love. L. If. 

MY soul, with humble fervor raise 
To God the voice of grateful praise, 
And all my ransomed powers combine, 
To bless his attributes divine. 

2 Deep on my heart let memory trace 
His acts of mercy and of grace, 
Who, with a Father's tender care, 
Saved me when sinking in despair ; 

3 Gave my repentant soul to prove 
The joy of his forgiving love ; 
Poured balm into my bleeding breast, 
And led my weary feet to rest. 


The three stanzas of this hymn are founded on 
the first four verses of Psalm ciii. It was contrib- 
uted, with twelve other pieces, by the same author 
to Dr. William B. Collyer's Collection, of Hymns, 

The author was not the Rev. John Henry Liv- 
ingston, as the editors of our Hymnal supposed, 
but a Livingstone not otherwise known. 

4:5 The highway of holiness. 

JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, 
He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till him I view. 

L. M. 

2 The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness, 

Fll go, for all his paths are peace. 

3 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not; 
My grief a burden long has been, 
Because I was not saved from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 

I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 

II Come hither, soul, I am the way." 

5 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee, as I am ; 
Nothing but sin have I to give ; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
What a dear Saviour I have found-, 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say, * k Behold the way to God." 


The authors title was: Following Christ the 
Sinner' 1 s Way to God. 
Several lines have been altered. 

Verse one, line two : 

" He that I fix my hopes upon." 

Verse three, line three : 

"My grief my burden long has been." 

Verse three, line four : 

" Because I could not cease from sin." 

Verse four, line two : 

" 1 sinned atid stumbled but the more." 

Verse four, line four : 

"Come hither, soul, for Tm the way.'' 

Verse five, line one : 

" Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, dear Lamb." 

Verse five, line three : 

'■ Nothing but sin I Thee can give." 

Veree five, line four: 

" Yet help me and Thy Praise Til live. 

Verse six, line one : 

" Til tell to all poor sinners round." 

Omitted Staxzas. 

3 " No Stranger may proceed therein, 
No Lover of the World and Sin ; 
No Lion, no devouring Care, 
No ravenous Tyger shall be there. 



4 " No Nothing may go up thereon 
But traveling Souls, and 1 am one : 
Wayfaring Men to Canaan hound, 
Shall only in the Way be found. 

5 " Nor Fools, by carnal men esteem'd, 
Shall err therein ; but they redeem' d 
In Jesus' Blood, shall shew their Right 
To travel there, till Heav'n's in Sight." 

From Sacred Hymns, For the Use of Religious So- 
cieties. Generally Composed in Dialogues. By 
John Cennick. Part ii. Bristol, 1743. 

The author was born in England in 1717. In 
early life he was fond of sinful amusements and 
ungodly companions ; but at length the Spirit thor- 
oughly awakened him, and, after a long struggle, 
he found the way of " faith." He refers to this 
struggle in verses three and four. Cennick was a 
Methodist preacher. When White field withdrew 
from the Wesleys, Cennick followed him. He aft- 
erward became a Moravian preacher. He died at 
London in 1755, and was buried in the Moravian 

40 1 His sovereign grace. L. M- 

GLORY to God, whose sovereign grace 
Hath animated senseless stones, 
Called us to stand before his face, 
And raised us unto Abraham's sons. 

2 The people that in darkness lay 
In sin and error's deadly shade, 

Have seen a glorious gospel-day 
In Jesus' lovely face displayed. 

3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, 
And bared thine arm in all our sight ; 

Hast made the reprobates thine own, 
And claimed the outcasts as thy right. 

4 Thy single arm, almighty Lord, 
To us the great salvation brought ; 

Thy Word, thy all-creating Word, 

That spake at first the world from naught. 

5 For this the saints lift up their voice, 
And ceaseless praise to thee is given ; 

For this the hosts above rejoice, 

And praise thee in the highest heaven. 


Title : Hymn for the Kingswood Colliers. 

They were an ignorant and desperately wicked 
class of men who worked in the coal mines near 
the city of Bristol. The Wesleys labored among 
them, and this hymn celebrates a glorious revival 
that followed. 

The last line of the hymn the author wrote : 

" We raise the happiness of heaven." 

There are three additional stanzas, which show 
plainly the original design of the author : 

6 " For this, no longer sons of night, 

To Thee oar thanks and hearts we give ; 
To Thee who called us into light, 
To Thee we die, to Thee we live. 

7 " Suffice that for the season past 
Hell's horrid language filled our tongues, 

We all Thy words behind us cast, 
And loudly sang the drunkard's songs. 

8 " But, the power of grace Divine ! 
In hymns we now our voices raise, 

Loudly in strange hosannas join, 
And blasphemies are turned to praise." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

4o3 The Lord our righteousness. L. M. 

LET not the wise their wisdom boast, 
The mighty glory in their might, 
The rich in flattering riches trust, 
Which take their everlasting flight. 

2 The rush of numerous years bears down 
The most gigantic strength of man ; 

And where is all his wisdom gone, 
When, dust, he turns to dust again? 

3 One only gift can justify 

The boasting soul that knows his God ; 
When Jesus doth his blood apply, 
I glory in his sprinkled blood. 

4 The Lord my righteousness I praise, 
I triumph in the love divine ; 

The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, 
In Christ to endless ages mine. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the 
Holy Scriptures. The "passage" on which thia 
hymn is founded is Jer. ix, 23, 24 : 

" Thus saith the Lord, Let not the wise man 
glory in his wisdom, neither let the mighty man 
grlory in his might, let not the rich man glory in 
his riches : but let him that glorieth, glory in this, 
that he understandeth and knoweth me, that I am 
the Lord which exercise loving-kindness, judgment, 
and righteousness, in the earth : for in these things 
I delight, saith the Lord." 

One word has been changed, 
the author wrote : 

In the last line 

" In Christ through endless ages mine." 



453 His plen teous grace. 10, 11. 

OWHAT shall I do my Saviour to praise, 
So faithful ami true, so plenteous in 
So strong to deliver, so good to redeem 
The weakest believer that hangs upon him ! 

2 How happy the man whose heart is set 

The people that can be joyful in thee ! 
Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, 
And still they are talking of Jesus's grace : 

3 For thou art their boast, their glory, and 

And I also trust to see the glad hour, 
My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, 
The day of salvation that lifts up my head. 

4 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defense ; 
I trust in his word ; none plucks me from 

thence ; 
Since I have found favor, he all things will 

My King and my Saviour shall make me 


5 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thine own : 
Thy secret to me shall soon be made known ; 
For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, 
And share in the gladness of all that believe. 


Title: A Thanksgiving. 

One stanza, the third, is omitted : 

3 "Their daily delight shall be in Thy name, 
They shall, as their right, Thy righteousness claim ; 
Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by Thy 

Bold shall they appear in the presence of God." 

It has not been altered. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

4:54: Accepted in the Beloved. 10, 11. 

ALL praise to the Lamb ! accepted I am, 
Through faith in the Saviour's ador- 
able name : 
In him I confide, his blood is applied ; 
For me he hath suffered, for me he hath died. 

2 Not a cloud doth arise, to darken my skies, 
Or hide for a moment my Lord from mine 

eyes : 
In him I am blest, I lean on his breast, 
And lo ! in his wounds I continue to rest. 


From Hymns and Soared Poems, by Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 

It is part of one of the Hymns for Believers. 
The original contains eighteen stanzas. This Ls made 
up of verses one, three, live, and six, altered. Only 
three lines remain as they were first published. 
The hymn first appeared in this collection in the 
1849 edition. 

455 Tears of joy. 7,6,8. 

LORD, and is thine anger gone, 
And art thou pacified? 
After all that I have done, 

Dost thou no longer chide? 
Let thy love my heart constrain, 

And all my restless passions sway : 
Keep me, lest I turn again 
Out of the narrow way. 

2 See my utter helplessness, 
And leave me not alone ; 

O preserve in perfect peace, 
And seal me for thine own : 

More and more thyself reveal, 
Thy presence let me always find ; 

Comfort, and confirm, and heal 
My feeble, sin-sick mind. 

3 As the apple of thine eye, 
Thy weakest servant keep ; 

Help me at thy feet to lie, 

And there forever weep : 
Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow, 

That I have any hope of heaven ; 
Much of love I ought to know, 

For I have much forgiven. 


Title : After a Recovery. 

The whole hymn consists of eight eight-line 
stanzas. This is made up of the first half of the 
first, the first half of the second slightly altered, 
the fifth and sixth. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John and Charles Wesley, 1742. 


4:5 O Nothing but Christ crucified. 7, 6, 8. 

VAIN, delusive world, adieu, 
With all of creature good ! 
Only Jesus I pursue, 

Who bought me with his blood : 
All thy pleasures I forego ; 

I trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 
And Jesus crucified. 



2 Other knowledge I disdain ; 
'Tis all but vanity : 

Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, 

He tasted death for me. 
Me to save from endless woe 

The sin- atoning Victim died: 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

3 Here will I set up my rest ; 
My fluctuating heart 

From the haven of his breast 

Shall never more depart : 
Whither should a sinner go? 

His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

4 Him to know is life and peace, 
And pleasure without end ; 

This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend ; 
Daily in his grace to grow, 

And ever in his faith abide ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

5 O that I could all invite, 
This saving truth to prove ; 

Show the length, the breadth, the height, 

And depth of Jesus' love ! 
Fain I would to sinners show 

The blood by faith alone applied ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 


Title : / am Determined to Know Nothing save 
Jesus Christ, and Rim Crucified. 

The original has nine stanzas. This hymn is 
composed of verses one, two, four, seven, and 
eight, verbatim. 

In one of the omitted stanzas the author alludes 
to the o( "position that lie sometimes encoun- 

6 "What though earth and hell engage 

To shake my soul with fear ; 
Calmly I defy the rage 

Of persecution near ; 
Suffering faith shall brighter glow, 

As gold when in the furnace tried ; 
Only Jesus," etc. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John Wesley, M.A., Fellow of Lincoln College, 
Oxford, and Charles Wesley, M.A., Student of 
Christ Church, Oxford, 1742. 

4o7 Renouncing all for Christ. L. M. 

COME, Saviour, Jesus, from above. 
Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; 
Empty my heart of earthly love. 
And for thyself prepare the place. 

2 O let tliy sacred presence fill, 
And set my longing spirit free ; 

Which pants to have no other will, 
But night and day to feast on thee. 

3 While in this region here below, 
No other good will I pursue : 

I'll bid this world of noise and show, 
With all its glittering snares, adieu. 

4 That path with humble speed I'll seek. 
In which my Saviour's footsteps shine, 

Nor will I hear, nor will I speak, 
Of any other love but thine. 

5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
Divide this consecrated soul ; 

Possess it thou, who hast the right, 
As Lord and Master of the whole. 

6 Nothing on earth do I desire, 

But thy pure love within my breast ; 
This, only this, will I require, 
And freely give up all the rest, 


The translation, ten stanzas, is found in Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1739, and in Miscellaneous 
Poems, by John Byrom, 1773. Hymnologists are 
not agreed whether it was translated by John Wes- 
ley or by John Byrom. In the first edition of 
Hymn Studies I gave it to Byrom, further research 
seems to be in favor of Wesley. I know of no evi- 
dence that is conclusive. 

Madame Antoinette Bourignon, a truly pious 
but somewhat visionary French woman, was born 
in 1616. She aspired to be a great religious leader, 
but did not meet with very marked success. Her 
disciples, since her death, in 1680, have dwindled 
and been almost forgotten. She wrote much, and 
her works were published at Amsterdam, in 1786, 
in nineteen volumes. Some of them have been 
translated into English, but they are regarded as 
of little worth ; as largely " wood, hay, and stub- 
ble." This hymn is one of the "precious stones," 
— a gem that survives because it is worthy. As a 
hymn of consecration it has no superior. 

458 Personal consecration. 

aOD of my life, what just return 
Can sinful dust and ashes give? 
I only live my sin to mourn: 
To love my God I only live. 

L. M. 



2 To thee, benign and saving Power, 
I consecrate my lengthened days: 

While, marked with blessings, every hour 

shall Bpeak thy co-extended praise. 

B Be all my added life employed 
Thine image in my soul to see: 

Fill with thyself the mighty void; 
Enlarge my heart to compass thee. 

4 The blessing of thy love bestow ; 
For this my cries shall never fail; 

Wrestling, I will not let thee go, — 
I will not, till my suit prevail. 

5 Come, then, my Hope, my Life, my Lord. 
And fix in me thy lasting home: 

Be mindful of thy gracious word, — 
Thou, with thy promised Father, come. 


Title: After a Recovery from Sickness. 

Part of a long hymn of seventeen stanzas. 
These are verses ehiht, nine, eleven, thirteen, 
and sixteen, unaltered. The hymn was written 
after recovering from a severe sickness, which he 
did not expect to survive. The author describes 
his recovery verv poetically in the sixth and 
seventh stanzas that immediately preceded this 
hymn : 

6 "Jesus to my deliverance flew, 
When sunk in mortal pangs I lay : 

Pale Death his ancient Conqueror knew. 
And trembled, and ungrasped his prey, 

7 ''The fever turned its backward course, 
Arrested by Almighty pc.\er; 

Sudden expired its fiery force, 

And anguish gnawed my side no more.*' 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

459 Li ring to God. L. M. 

OTHOU, who hast at thy command 
The hearts of all men in thy hand, 
Our wayward, erring hearts incline 
To have no other will but thine. 

2 Our wishes, our desires, control: 
Mold every purpose of the soul ; 
O'er all may we victorious prove 
That stands between us and thy love. 

3 Thrice blest will all our blessings be. 
When we can look through them to thee; 
When each glad heart its tribute pays 
Of love, and gratitude, and praise. 

4 And while we to thy glory live. 

May we to tine all glory give, 
Until the tinal summons come. 
That calls thy willing servants home. 


Title : For SnU m to Uu Will of God. 

The original bus six stanzas. Tlm^e arc \ 
one. two. throe, and six. 

One couplet has been changed. The author 
wrote the last part of verse two: 

" O'er all may we victorious be 

That stands between omndiet and TTue." 

Omitted Stanzas. 

4 •• Still make us when temptation's near 
As our worst foes ourselves to fear ; 
And. each vain-glorious thought to quell, 
Teach us how Peter vow'd and fell. 

5 " Yet may we, feeble, weak, and frail, 
Against our mightiest foes prevail; 
Thy word, our safety from alarm, 

Our strength, thine everlasting arm." 

The author wrote, verse four, line three : 
" Until the joyful summons come." 

It appeared in one of the editions of Thomas 
Cotterill's Raima and Hymns, 1S10 to 1819. 

4u0 The vow sealed at the cross L. M. 

LORD, I am thine, entirely thine, 
Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
With full consent thine I would be. 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of thy grace ; 

A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 

3 Thine would I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is past beyond repeal. 
And now I set the solemn seal. 

-4 Here, at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God, 
Thee, my new Master, now I call. 
And consecrate to thee my all. 

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
The great engagement to perform; 
Thy grace can fall assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. 




This hymn is a rich legacy to the Christian 
Church. It was published from the writer's man- 
uscripts, with a few others by the same author, in 
Dr. Thomas Gibbon's Hymns Adapted to Divine 
Worship, London, 1769, where it has this head- 
ing : 

" Self Dedication at the Table of the Lord, by 
the Reverend Samuel Davies, A.M. A Sacramental 

One line has been altered. Verse three, line 
four, is : 

" Now will I set the solemn seal." 

Verses two and five are omitted. Many will be 
glad to see them : 

2 " Here, Lord, my Flesh, my Soul, my All, 
I yield to Thee beyond Recall ; 
Accept thine own, so long withheld, 
Accept what I so freely yield 1 " 

5 " Be thou the Witness of my Vow, 
Angels and Men attest it too, 
That to thy Board [ now repair, 
And seal the sacred Contract there." 

The Rev. Samuel Davies was a Presbyterian 
minister, born in Delaware in 1723, and ordained 
in 1747. He subsequently labored for several 
years as missionary and evangelist in the State of 
Virginia. In 1759 he was elected President of New 
Jersey College, Princeton, where he died in 1761. 
He was a man of great piety, activity, and useful- 
ness. His sermons have been frequently reprinted, 
and are still read with profit. 

461 Thirsting for perfect love. L. M. 

I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
To wash me in thy cleansing blood ; 
To dwell within thy wounds; then pain 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
Forever closed to all but thee : 

Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love forever there. 

3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side ! 
Who thence their life and strength derive, 
And by thee move, and in thee live. 

4 What are our works but sin and death, 
Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe? 
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move ; 
O wondrous grace ! O boundless love ! 

5 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring? 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown? 

6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow ! 
Our words are lost, nor will we know, 
Nor will we think of aught beside, 
" My Lord, my Love is crucified." 


This translation was first published in Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1740. 
The original of verse three, line three, is : 

" Who life and strength from thence derive." 

There are two additional stanzas, which we give, 
though the hymn is complete without them. 

7 " Ah, Lord ! enlarge our scanty thought 
To know the wonders Thou hast wrought ; 
Unloose our stammering tongue to tell 
Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 

8 u First born of many brethren Thou ! 
To Thee, lo ! all our souls we bow ; 

To Thee our hearts and hands we give : 
Thine may we die ; Thine may we live." 

For biographical sketch of Count Zinzendorf, see 

No. 128. 

462 The Lord is my portion. Lam. iii, 24. L. M. 

OLOVE, thy sovereign aid impart, 
And guard the gift thyself hast given: 
My portion thou, my treasure art, 
My life, and happiness, and heaven. 

2 Would aught on earth my wishes share? 

Though dear as life the idol be, 
The idol from my breast I'd tear, 

Kesolved to seek my all in thee. 

?) Whate'er I fondly counted mine, 
To thee, my Lord, I here restore; 

Gladly I all for thee resign ; 
Give me thyself, I ask no more. 


Title : In Desertion, or Temptation. 
These are the last three stanzas of a hymn con- 
taining fourteen verses. 

Verse two, line one, Wesley wrote : 

" Would aught with Thee my wishes share." 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

463 Perfect peace. 7. 

PRINCE of peace, control my will ; 
Bid this struggling heart be still ; 
Bid my fears and doubtings cease, 
Hush my spirit into peace. 



2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood, 
Opened wide the gate to God: 

Peace I ask — but peace must be, 
Lord, in being one with thee. 

3 May thy will, not mine, be done; 
May thy will and mine be one : 
Chase these doubtings from my heart ; 
Now thy perfect peace impart. 

4 Saviour, at thy feet I fall ; 
Thou my Life, my God, my All ! 
Let thy happy servant be 

One for evermore with thee ! 


The original appeared in the Church of England 
Magazine, March 3, 1858. It contained thirty-two 
lines. The writer of this genuine prayer-song is 
said to be as given above. 

4:64: The mind of Jesus. 7. 

FATHER of eternal grace, 
Glorify thyself in me ; 
Sweetly beaming in my face 
May the world thine image see. 

2 Happy only in thy love, 
Poor, unfriended, or unknown : 

Fix my thoughts on things above, 
Stay my heart on thee alone. 

3 To thy gracious will resigned, 
All thy will by me be done ; 

Give me, Lord, the perfect mind 
Of thy well-belovgd Son. 

4 Counting gain and glory loss, 
May I tread the path he trod; 

Die with Jesus on the cross, 
Rise with him to live with God. 


The author's title was : The Image of Qod. The 
first two lines of the third stanza have been changed. 
Montgomery wrote : 

"Humble, holy, all-resigned 
To Thy will,— Thy will be done." 

It was contributed to the Eev. William B. Coll- 
ier's Collection, 1812. 

465 Thine forever. 

THINE forever!— God of love, 
Hear us from thy throne above ; 
Thine forever may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 

2 Thine forever ! — Lord of life, 
Shield us through our earthly strife; 
Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
Guide us to the realms of day. 

3 Thine forever! — Saviour, keep 
These thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
Safe alone beneath thy care, 

Let us all thy goodness share. 

4 Thine forever ! — thou our Guide, 
All our wants by thee supplied, 
All our sins by thee forgiven, 

Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 


Title : We are Thine. Isaiah lxiii, 19. 

This hymn is unaltered, and is found in the col- 
lection edited by Morrell and How. Second edi- 
tion, 1864. It was written in 1848. 

One stanza, the third, is omitted : 

3 " Thine forever !— how blest 
They who find in Thee their rest ! 
Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, 
O defend us to the end." 

Mrs. Mary Fawler Maude is the wife of the Eev. 
Joseph Maude, an English clergyman. 

4r66 The solemn vow. C. M. 

WITNESS, ye men and angels, now, 
Before the Lord we speak ; 
To him we make our solemn vow, 
A vow we dare not break: 

2 That long as life itself shall last, 
Ourselves to Christ we yield ; 

Nor from his cause will we depart, 
Or ever quit the field. 

3 We trust not in our native strength, 
But on his grace rely, 

That, with returning wants, the Lord 
Will all our need supply. 

4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright, 
And keep us in thy ways ; 

And, while we turn our vows to prayers, 
Turn thou our prayers to praise. 


The author wrote 

Title : Joining the Church. 
One word has been changed, 
verse four, line one : 

" 0, guide our doubtful feet aright." 

From Hymns Adapted to Public Worship or Fam- 
ily Devotion, 1818. 
See No. 285. 



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/ will take the cup of salvation. Psa. cxvi, 13. 

WHAT shall I render to my God 
For all his mercy's store? 
I'll take the gifts he hath bestowed, 
And humbly ask for more. 

2 My vows I will to his great name 
Before his people pay, 

And all I have, and all I am, 
Upon his altar lay. 

3 Thy lawful servant, Lord, I owe 
To thee, whate'er is mine, 

Born in thy family below, 
And by redemption thine. 

4 The God of all-redeeming grace 
My God I will proclaim, 

Offer the sacrifice of praise, 
And call upon his name. 

5 Praise him, ye saints, the God of love, 
Who hath my sins forgiven, 

Till, gathered to the Church above, 
We sing the songs of heaven. 


This hymn is part of a paraphrase of Psalm 
cxvi. There are eleven eight-lined stanzas in the 
piece. These are the first half of verses seven, 
eight, nine, and ten, and the last half of verse 
eleven, unaltered. 

Hymn No. 157 is from a part of the same par- 
aphrase. Samuel Wesley, Sr., wrote the first 
part of it, and Charles Wesley the latter part. 
Charles Wesley's name should be appended to this 
hymn. The Hymnal says Samuel Wesley. 

468 Accept my heart. CM. 

MY God, accept my heart this day, 
And make it always thine : 
That I from thee no more may stray. 
No more from thee decline. 

2 Before the cross of him who died, 
Behold, I prostrate fall ; 

Let every sin be crucified, 
Let Christ be all in all. 

3 Let every thought, and work, and word, 
To thee be ever given ; 

Then life shall be thy service, Lord, 
And death the gate of heaven ! 


Author's title : Confirmation. 

Two stanzas, the third and fourth, of the origi- 
nal, have been omitted. Unaltered from Hymns 
of the Heart, 1848 : 

3 " Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace, 
Adopt me tor Thine own, — 

That I may see Thy glorious face, 
And worship at Thy throne. 

4 " May the dear blood once shed for nn 
My blest atonement prove, — 

That I from first to last may be 
The purchase of Thy love ! " 

See No. 229. 

469 cm. 

Soul and body dedicated to the Lord. 

LET Him to whom we now belong, 
His sovereign right assert ; 
And take up every thankful song, 
And every loving heart. 

2 He justly claims us for his own, 
Who bought us' with a price: 

The Christian lives to Christ alone ; 
To Christ alone he dies. 

3 Jesus, thine own at last receive ; 
Fulfill our heart's desire ; 

And let us to thy glory live, 
And in thy cause expire. 

4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
With joy we render thee 

Our all, — no longer ours, but thine 
To all eternity. 


The last line the author wrote : 

" Through all eternity." 

From Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 1745. This 
volume contained one hundred andsixty-six pieces, 
and was prefaced by a thesis upon The Christian 
Sacrament and Sacrifice, by Dr. Brevint, a French 

470 Entire consecration. 7, 6 1. 

FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One in Three, and Three in One, 
As by the celestial host, 

Let thy will on earth be done ; 
Praise by all to thee be given, 
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 

2 If so poor a worm as I 
May to thy great glory live, 

All my actions sanctify, 

All my words and thoughts receive ; 

Claim me for thy service, claim 

All I have, and all I am, 



3 Take my soul and body's powers; 
Take my memory, mind, and will; 

All my goods, and all my hours; 

All I know, and all I feel; 
All I think, or speak, or do ; 
Take my heart, but make it new. 

4 Now, O God, thine own I am. 
Now I give thee back thine own ; 

Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 

Consecrate to thee alone : 
Thine I live, thrice happy I ; 
Happier still if thine I die. 


The second stanza has been omitted. It is as 
follows : 

2 " Vilest of the fallen race, 

Lo, I answer to Thy call ; 
Meanest vessel of Thy grace. 

(Grace divinely tree for all,) 
Lo, 1 come to do Thy will, 

All Thy counsel to fulfill." 

Such language is of doubtful utility in a hymn to 
be sung. 

The hymn closes by a repetition of the first 

The original has "a;wZ" instead of "or" twice 
in verse three, line five, and "for " instead of " if" 
in verse four, line six. 

From Hymns oil the Lord's Supper, 1745. 

471 The trial of Abraham. L. M. 

ABRAHAM, when severely tried, 
His faith by his obedience showed ; 
He with the harsh command complied, 
And gave his Isaac back to God. 

2 His son the father offered up, — 
Son of his age, his only son ; 

Object of all his joy and hope, 
And less beloved than God alone. 

3 O f or a faith like his, that we 
The bright example may pursue ! 

May gladly give up all to thee, 
To whom our more than all is due. 

4 Is there a thing than life more dear? 
A thing from which we cannot part? 

We can ; we now rejoice to tear 
The idol from our bleeding heart. 

5 Jesus, accept our sacrifice ; 

All things for thee we count but loss ; 
Lo ! at thy word oui idol dies, — 
Dies on the altar of thy cross. 

6 For what to thee, O Lord, we give, 
A hundred-fold we here obtain ; 

And soon with thee shall all receive, 
And loss shall be eternal gain. 


Part of a long paraphrase of Heb. xi. 
is founded on the seventeenth verse : 

This hymn 

u By faith Abraham, when he was tried, offered 
up Isaac : and he that had received the promises 
ottered up his only begotten son." 

One word has been changed. In the third line 
of the fifth stanza Wesley wrote : 

" Lo ! at Thy word our Isaac dies." 
From Hyrnns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

472 Dedication to God. H. M. 

MY soul and all its powers 
Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 
All, all my happy hours 
I consecrate to thee : 
Me to thine image now restore, 
And I shall praise thee evermore. 

2 Long as I live beneath, 
To thee O let me live ; 

To thee my every breath 
In thanks and praises give : 
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am, 
Shall magnify my Maker's name. 

3 I wait thy will to do, 
As angels do in heaven : 

In Christ a creature new, 
Most graciously forgiven ; 
I wait thy perfect will to prove, 
All sanctified by spotless love. 


Title : On his Birthday. 

The original contains eight stanzas. These are 
verses three, four, and six. 

Original Line9. 
Verse three, line four : 

" Eternally forgiven." 

Verse three, line six : 

" When sanctified by spotless love." 

The last stanza of the original hymn contains a 
singular conceit : 

" Then, when the work is done, 
The work of faith with power, 
Call home Thy favored son 
At death's triumphant hour, 
Like Moses to Thyself convey, 
And hiss my rapturtd soul away." 



Dr. Watts uses a similar expression. The idea is 
that God took the life of Moses with a kiss. The 
thought did not originate with Wesley nor Watts. 
It is an old Jewish tradition. Such a fanciful in- 
terpretation of the Scripture will do for the poet, 
but it can hardly be sustained by the soher Hebraist. 

From Hymns and bacred Poems, by Charles Wes- 
ley, 1749. 

4/3 Sdf -consecration. S. M. 

LORD, in the strength of grace. 
With a glad heart and free, 
Myself, my residue of days, 
I consecrate to thee. 

2 Thy ransomed servant, I 

Restore to thee thine own; 
And from this moment live or die 

To serve my God alone. 


Unaltered from Short Hymns on Select Passages 
of the Holy Scriptures, 1762. 
This is founded on 1 Chron. xxix, 5 : 

" Who is willing to consecrate his service this 
day unto the Lord l . " 

4/4 A living sacrifice. L. M. 6 1. 

OGOD, what offering shall I give 
To thee, the Lord of earth and skies? 
My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, 

A holy, living sacrifice : 
Small as it is, 'tis all my store ; 
More shouldst thou have, if I had more. 

2 Now then, my God, thou hast my soul : 
No longer mine, but thine I am : 

Guard thou thine own, possess it whole; 
Cheer it with hope, with love inflame. 
Thou hast my spirit; there display 
Thy glory to the perfect day. 

3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallowed shrine, 
Devoted solely to thy will : 

Here let thy light forever shine: 

This house still let thy presence fill : 
O Source of life ! live, dwell, and move 
In me, till all my life be love. 


Title : A Morning Dedication of Ourselves to 

Seven stanzas. These are verses two, three, and 

The original has, verse one, line one : 

" But 0, what," etc. 

And verse two, line four : 

" Cheer it by hope," etc. 
Among the omitted stanzas are two upon dress : 

5 " 0, never in these veils of shame, 
Sad fruits of sin, my glorying be ! 

Clothe with salvation through Thy name 

My soul, and may I put on Thee $ 
Be living faith my costly dress, 
And my best robe Thy righteousness. 

6 "Send down Thy likeness irom above, 
And let this my adorning be : 

Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, 

With lowliness and purity, 
Than gold and pearls more precious far 
And brighter than the morning star." 

These are in harmony with the " rules concerning 
dress," which were found in the Methodist Dis- 
cipline down to the year 1856. Two of them were 
as follows : " Receive none into the Church till 
they have left off superfluous ornaments." " Give 
no tickets (of admission to love- feasts) to any that 
wear high heads, enormous bonnets, ruffles, or 

The Eev. Joachim Lange, D.D., the German 
author of this hymn, was born in 1670, and was an 
associate of Franke, and other Pietists of his day. 
He gained a great reputation, while professor at 
Halle, as a theologian and commentator, and espe- 
cially as an opponent of Christian Wolf and his 
philosophy, lie died in 1744. 

Wesley's translation was first published in 
Hymns and Sacre<l Poems, 1739. 

475 The single eye. L. M. 6 1. 

BEHOLD the servant of the Lord! 
I wait thy guiding hand to feel; 
To hear and keep thy every word, 

To prove and do thy perfect will : 
Joyful from my own works to cease, 
Glad to fulfill all righteousness. 

2 My every weak, though good design, 
O'errule or change, as seems thee meet ; 

Jesus, let all my work be thine! 

Thy work, O Lord, is all complete, 
And pleasing in thy Father's sight; 
Thou only hast done all things right. 

3 Here, then, to thee thine own I leave ; 
Mold as thou wilt thy passive clay; 

But let me all thy stamp receive, 
But let me all thy words obey ; 
Serve with a single heart and eye, 
And to thy glory live and die. 


Title : An Act of Devotion. 
It was first published in 1744. 



( tin- stanza is omitted : 

2 " Me, if Thy grace vouchsafe to use, 
Meanest of all Thy creatures me. 

The deed, the time, the manner choose; 
Let all my fruit be found of Thee, 

Let all my works in Thee be wrought, 

By Thee to full perfection brought." 

Wrbatim, as found in Hymns and Sacred Poems, 
by Charles Wesley, 1749. 

4:7 6 The prize of our high calling. L. M. 6 1. 

JESUS, thy boundless love to me 
No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; 
O knit my thankful heart to thee, 

And reign without a rival there: 
Thine wholly, thine alone, I am ; 
Be thou alone my constant flame. 

2 O grant that nothing in my soul 
May dwell, but thy pure love alone : 

O may thy love possess me whole, 

My joy, my treasure, and my crow T n : 
Strange flames far from my heart remove ; 
My every act, word, thought, be love. 

3 Unwearied may I this pursue ; 
Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; 

Hourly within my soul renew 

This holy flame, this heavenly fire : 

And clay and night, be all my care 
To guard the sacred treasure there. 

4 In suffering be thy love my peace ; 
In weakness be thy love my power; 

And when the storms of life shall cease, 

Jesus, in that important hour, 
In death as life be thou my guide, 

And save me, who for me hast died. 


Title: Living by Christ. 

The translation has sixteen stanzas ; these are the 
first two, the fourth, and last, verbatim. 

The German text is found in the Herrnhuth Col- 

The translation is found in Hymns and Sacred 
Poems, 1739. 

For biographical sketch of Gerhardt, see No. 212. 

477 Christ in you, the hope of glory. L. M. 6 1. 

THOU hidden love of God, whose height, 
Whose depth unfathomed, no man 
knows ! 
I see from far thy beauteous light, 

Inly I sigh for thy repose : 
My heart is pained, nor can it be 
At rest, till it finds rest in thee. 

2 Is there a tiling beneath the sun, 

That strives with thee my heart to share? 
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, 

The Lord of every motion there ; 
Then shall my heart from earth be free, 
When it hath found repose in thee. 

3 O hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, may live; 
My vile affections crucify, 

Nor let one darling lust survive! 
In all things nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire or seek, but thee. 

4 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart, 
To save me from low-thoughted care; 

Chase this self-will through all my heart, 

Through all its latent mazes there ; 
Make me thy duteous child, that I 
Ceaseless may, " Abba, Father," cry. 

5 Each moment draw from earth away 
My heart, that lowly waits thy call; 

Speak to my inmost soul, and say, 

"I am thy Love, thy God, thy All! " 
To feel thy power, to hear thy voice, 
To taste thy love, be all my choice. 


Title : Divine Love. 

This translation was made by Mr. Wesley, 
while he was at Savannah, Georgia, in 1736. It 
was published in Psalms and Hymns, 1738. 

Three stanzas are omitted. 

The last line as first published was : 

" To taste Thy love is all my choice." 

Wesley gave it the precatory form, as in the 
hymn, in his Collection, 1780. 
For biography of Tersteegen, see No. 47. 

4 / 8 Pressing toward the marie. L. M. 6 1 

I THANK thee, uncreated Sun, 
That thy bright beams on me have 
shined ; 
I thank thee, who hast overthrown 

My foes, and healed my wounded mind ; 

1 thank thee, whose enlivening voice 
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 

2 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
Nor suffer me again to stray ; 

Strengthen my feet, with steady pace 

Still to press forward in thy way; 
My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, 
Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 



3 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears; 
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires ; 

Give to my soul with filial fears, 

The love that all heaven's host inspires, 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

4 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown ; 
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; 

Thee will I love, beneath thy frown 

Or smile, thy scepter or thy rod. 
What though my flesh and heart decay? 
Thee shall I love in endless day ! 


Title: Gratitude for our Conversion. 

The German text may be found in the Herrn- 
huth Collection. The translation consists of seven 
stanzas ; the last four, unaltered. 

The first three are as follows : 

1 " Thee will I love, my strength, my tower; 
Thee will 1 love, my joy, my crown ; 

Thee will I love with all my power, 
In all my works, and Thee alone ! 
Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. 

2 " Ah ! why did I so late Thee know, 
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men ! 

Ah ! why did I no sooner go 

To Thee, the only ease in pain ! 
Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn 
That I so late to Thee did turn. 

3 " In darkness willingly I strayed ; 

I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved : 
For wide my wandering thoughts were spread, 

Thy creatures more than Thee I loved. 
And now, if more at length I see, 
'Tis through Thy light and comes from Thee." 

Translation in Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 
For biography of Scheflier, see No. 119. 

479 His blood cleanseth from all sin. L. M. 6 1. 

PRISONERS of hope, lift up your heads, 
The day of liberty draws near! 
Jesus, who on the serpent treads, 

Shall soon in your behalf appear : 
The Lord will to his temple come ; 
Prepare your hearts to make him room. 

2 Ye all shall find, whom in his word 
Himself hath caused to put your trust, 

The Father of onr dying Lord 
Is ever to his promise just ; 

Faithful, if we our sins confess, 

To cleanse from all unrighteousness. 

3 O ye of fearful hearts, be strong! 

Your downcast eyes and hands lift up ! 
Ye shall not be forgotten long; 

Hope to the end, in Jesus hope ! 
Tell him ye wait his grace to prove ; 
And cannot fail, if God is love. 


Part of a hymn of thirteen stanzas, entitled "The 
word of our God shall stand forever.' 1 '' Isa. xl, 8. 

This hymn is made up of' verses one, two, and 
eight. One word is changed in the first line of the 
second stanza, " We " for " Ye." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 



The sealing and sanctifying Spirit. 

FATHER of everlasting grace, 
Thy goodness and thy truth we praise, 
Thy goodness and thy truth we prove ; 
Thou hast, in honor of thy Son, 
The gift unspeakable sent down, — 
Spirit of life, and power, and love. 

2 Send us the Spirit of thy Son, 

To make the depths of Godhead known, 
To make us share the life divine : 

Send him the sprinkled blood to apply ; 

Send him our souls to sanctify, 
And show and seal us ever thine. 

3 So shall we pray, and never cease; 
So shall we thankfully confess 

Thy wisdom, truth, and power, and love ; 
With joy unspeakable adore, 
And bless and praise thee evermore, 

And serve thee as thy hosts above : 

4 Till, added to that heavenly choir, 
We raise our songs of triumph higher, 

And praise thee in a bolder strain; 
Outsoar the first-born seraph's flight. 
And sing, with all the saints in light, 

Thy everlasting love to man. 


In 1746 the Wesleys published a pamphlet con- 
taining thirty-two pieces. It was entitled Hymns 
of Petition and Thanksgiving for the Promise of 
the Father. 

This is part of the first hymn of eight stanzas- 
verses one, six, seven, and eight, verbatim,. 

48 1 Crucified with Christ. L. P. M. 

COME, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire, 
My consecrated heart inspire, 
Sprinkled with the atoning blood : 
Still to my soul thyself reveal : 
Thy mighty working may I feel, 
And know that I am one with God. 



2 Humble, and teachable, and mild, 
O may I, as a little child, 

My lowly Master's steps pursue! 
Be anger to my soul unknown ; 
Hate, envy, jealousy, be gone ; 

In love create thou all things new. 

3 Let earth no more my heart divide ; 
With Christ may I be crucified ; 

To thee with my whole heart aspire : 
Dead to the world and all its toys, 
Its idle pomp, and fading joys, 

Be thou alone my one desire. 

4 My will be swallowed up in thee; 
Light in thy light still may I see, 

Beholding thee with open face ; 
Called the full power of faith to prove, 
Let all my hallowed heart be love, 

And all my spotless life be praise. 


Title : Hymn to God the Sanctifiw. 

The original contains eight stanzas. These are a 
copy of verses eight, four, five, and seven, un- 

From Hy?nns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John Wesley, M.A., Fellow of Lincoln College", 
Oxford, and Charles Wesley, M.A., Student "of 
Christ Church, Oxford. London, 1740. 

482 Tht law of love. 

THE thing my God doth hate 
That I no more may do, 
Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
And all my soul renew: 

2 My soul shall then, like thine, 
Abhor the thing unclean. 

And, sanctified by love divine, 
Forever cease from sin. 

3 That blessed law of thine, 
Jesus, to me impart ; 

The Spirit's law of life divine, 
O write it on my heart ! 

4 Implant it deep within, 
Whence it may ne'er remove, 

The law of liberty from sin, 
The perfect law of love. 

5 Thy nature be my law, 
Thy spotless sanctity; 

And sweetly every moment draw 
My happy soul to thee. 

S. M. 

6 Soul of my soul, remain ! 

Who did'st for all fulfill, 
In me, O Lord, fulfill again 

Thy heavenly Father's will 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the 
Holy Scripture*, 1762. 

The first two .stanzas are founded upon Jer. 
xliv, 4 : 

" Oh, do not this abominable thing that I hate." 

The rest of the hymn is based upon Jer. xxxi, 33 : 

"I will put my law in their inward parts, and 
write it in their hearts." 

This hvmn has not been altered. 

483 The Guide and Counselor. S. M. 

JESUS, my Truth, my Way, 
My sure, unerring Light, 
On thee my feeble steps I stay, 
Which thou wilt guide aright. 

2 My Wisdom and my Guide, 
My Counselor thou art : 

O never let me leave thy side, 
Or from thy paths depart. 

3 I lift mine eyes to thee, 

Thou gracious, bleeding Lamb, 
That I may now enlightened be, 
And never put to shame. 

4 Never will I remove 

Out of thy hands my cause ; 
But rest in thy redeeming love, 
And hang upon thy cross. 

5 O make me all like thee, 
Before I hence remove ; 

Settle, confirm, and 'stablish me, 
And build me up in love. 

6 Let me thy witness live, 
When sin is all destroyed ; 

And then my spotless soul receive. 
And take me home to God. 


Title : For Believers. 

The original contains seven eight-lined stanza. 
This hymn is made up of the first two, and the last 
The only change is a slight transposition in the 
fourth stanza. Wesley'a order was : 

11 1 never will remove." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poem*, 




484 Christian aspiration. S. M. 

GOD of almighty love, 
By whose sufficient grace 

1 lift my heart to things above, 

And humbly seek thy face ; 

2 Through Jesus Christ the Just, 
My faint desires receive, 

And let me in thy goodness trust, 
And to thy glory live. 

3 What'er I say or do, 
Thy glory be my aim ; 

My offerings all be offered through 
The ever-blessed name. 

4 Jesus, my single eye 
Be fixed on thee alone : 

Thy name be praised on earth, on high ; 
Thy will by all be done. 


Title : For Believers. An Hourly Act of Oblation. 
One word is altered. Verse three, line one, Wes- 
ley wrote : 

" Whate'er I speak or do." 
There is one additional double stanza : 

3 "Spirit of grace, inspire 

My consecrated heart, 
Fill me with pure celestial lire, 

With all Thou hast, or art : 
My feeble mind transform, 

And perfectly renewed 
Into a saint exalt a worm, 

A worm exalt to God." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 

4roO Loyalty to Christ. 7. 

KING of kings, and wilt thou deign 
O'er this wayward heart to reign? 
Henceforth take it for thy throne 
Rule here, Lord, and rule alone. 

2 Then, like heaven's angelic bands, 
Waiting for thine high commands, 
All my powers shall wait on thee. 
Captive, yet divinely free. 

3 At thy word my will shall bow, 
Judgment, reason, bending low ; 
Hope, desire, and every thought, 
Into glad obedience brought. 

4 Zeal shall haste on eager wing, 
Hourly some new gift to tiring; 
Wisdom, humbly casting down 
At thy feet her golden crown. 

5 Tuned by thee in sweet accord, 
All shall sing their gracious Lord; 
Love, the leader of the choir, 
Breathing round her seraph fire. 


Title : Thy Kingdom Come. 

There is one additional stanza to this fine hymn : 

6 " Be it so : my heart's Thy throne, 
All my powers Thy scepter own, 
And, with them on Thine own hill, 
Live rejoicing in Thy will." 

It is found in Dr. Muhlenberg's little book, " 1 
Would not Live Alway," and Other Pieces in 
Verse^ by the same Author. New York, 1859. It 
contains twenty pieces. It has not been altered, 
except in one line, which was changed by the author. 

See No. 388. 

486 Cut short the work in righteousness. 7. 

SAVIOUR of the sin-sick soul, 
Give me faith to make me whole ; 
Finish thy great work of grace ; 
Cut it short in righteousness. 

2 Speak the second time, ' ' Be clean ! " 
Take away my inbred sin ; 

Every stumbling-block remove ; 
Cast it out by perfect love. 

3 Nothing less will I require ; 
Nothing more can I desire : 
None but Christ to me be given ; 
None but Christ in earth or heaven. 

4 O that I might now decrease ! 
O that all I am might cease ! 
Let me into nothing fall ; 

Let my Lord be all in all ! 


This is the last half of one of several Hymns for 
Those that Wait for Full Redemption. Hei*e is the 
first part : 

1 " Jesu, cast a pitying eye, 
Humbled at Thy feet I lie, 

Fain within Thy arms would rest, 
Fain would lean upon Thy breast ; 
Thrust my hand into Thy side. 
Always in the cleft abide, 
Never from Thy wounds depart, 
Never leave Thy bleeding heart. 

2 " Surely I have pardon found, 
Grace doth more than sin abound, 
God, I know, is pacified, 

Thou for me, for me, hast died ; 
But I cannot rest herein, 
All my nature still is sin, 
Comforted I will not be, 
Till my soul is all like Thee." 



The next stanza began : 

"See my burdened sin-sick soul." 

It was changed by John Wesley for his Collection, 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 

487 Christ comforting mourners. 7, 6 1. 

GRACIOUS soul, to whom are given 
Holy hungerings after heaven, 
Restless breathings, earnest moans, 
Deep, unutterable groans, 
Agonies of strong desire, 
Love's suppressed, unconscious fire ; 

2 Turn again to God, thy rest, 
Jesus hath pronounced thee blest : 
Humbly to thy Jesus turn, 
Comforter of all that mourn : 
Happy mourner, hear, and see, 
Claim the promise made to thee. 

3 Gently will he lead the weak, 
Bruised reeds he ne'er will break ; 
Touched with sympathizing cart*, 
Thee he in his arms shall bear, 
Blessed with late but lasting peace, 
Fill with all his righteousness. 

4 Lift to him thy weeping eye, 
Heaven behind the cloud descry : 
If with Christ thou suffer here, 
When his glory shall appear, 
Christ his suffering son shall own ; 
Thine the cross, and thine the crown. 


Title : " Blessed are they that Mourn ." Matt, v, 4. 

There are eleven stanzas in all ; these are verses 
one, two, seven, and three, unaltered. The hymn 
is new to this collection, and was inserted by the 
revisers of 1878. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by John and 
Charles Wesley, 1740. 

488 Ineffable love. 

JESUS, full of love divine, 
I am thine and thou art mine: 
Let me live and die to prove 
Thine unutterable love. 
More and more of love I claim, 
Glowing still with quenchless flame : 
All my heart to thee aspires, 
Yearns with infinite desires. 

2 Every thought, design, and word, 
Burns with love to thee, my Lord ; 
Body, soul, and spirit joined, 

All in love to thee combined. 
Ever since I saw thy face, 
Proved thy plenitude of grace, 
Chose thee as the better part — 
Love has filled and fired my heart. 

3 Jesus, Saviour, thou art mine : 
Jesus, all I have is thine ; 
Never shall the altar-fire, 
Kindled on my heart, expire. 
Love my darkness shall illume, 
Love shall all my sins consume : 

Sweetly then I die to prove 
An eternity of love ! 


Mr. Benjamin Gough, lately deceased, was born 
in 1805. For many years he was a London mer- 
chant, but at length retired from active business. 
In 1865 he published a volume of hymns and poems, 
entitled Lyra Sabbatica. 

He was also the author of several other volumes 
of poetry which have been examined to find this 
hymn, but without success. I can vouch neither for 
the alleged authorship nor for the text. Died 1884. 

489 For reviving grace 7. 

LIGHT of life, seraphic fire, 
Love divine, thyself impart : 
Every fainting soul inspire, 

Shine in every drooping heart ; 
Every mournful sinner cheer, 

Scatter all our guilty gloom ; 
Pon of God, appear, appear! 
To thy human temples come. 

2 Come in this accepted hour ; 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in; 
Fill us with thy glorious power, 

Rooting out the seeds of sin : 
Nothing more can Ave require, 

We will covet nothing less; 
Be thou all our heart's desire, 

All our joy, and all our peace. 


This is one of the Hymns for TJiOsethat Wait for 
Full Redemption. 

The only change is in the seventh line of the 
second stanza. The author wrote : 

" Thou art all our heart's desire." 

John Wesley made the change for his Collection 
of Hymns for the use of the people called Methodists, 



There is one additional stanza : 

3 " Whom but Thee have we in heaven, 

Whom have we on earth but Thee ? 
Only Thou to us be given, 

All besides is vanity ; 
Grant us love, we ask no more, 

Every other gift remove ; 
Pleasure, fame, and wealth, and power, 

Still we all enjoy in love." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred 
Poems, 1749. 

490 Panting for p wit y. 7. 

HOLY Lamb, who thee receive, 
Who in thee begin to live, 
Day and night they cry to thee, 
"As thou art, so let us be ! '' 

2 Jesus, see my panting breast ; 
See, I pant in thee to rest ; 
Gladly would I now be clean ; 
Cleanse me now from every sin. 

3 Fix, O fix my wavering mind; 
To thy cross my spirit bind : 
Earthly passions far remove; 
Swallow up my soul in love. 

4 Dust and ashes though we be, 
Full of sin and misery, 

Thine we are, thou Son of God ; 
Take the purchase of thy blood ! 


Title : Redemption Found. 

A translation from the German of Anna Schind- 
ler Dober, (1713-1739.) The original is found in 
the Herrnhuth Collection. Only the first half of 
the translation is here given. 

Unaltered from Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 


491 The new creation. 

LOVE divine, all love excelling, 
Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 

All thy faithful mercies crown. 
Jesus, thou art all compassion, 

Pure unbounded love thou art ; 
Visit us with thy salvation ; 
Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 

Into every troubled breast ! 
Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find that second rest. 

Take away our bent to sinning ; 

Alpha and Omega be; 
End of faith, as its beginning, 

Set our hearts at liberty. 

3 Come, almighty to deliver, 
Let us all thy life receive ; 

Suddenly return, and never, 
Never more thy temples leave : 

Thee we would be always blessing, 
Serve thee as thy hosts above, 

Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
Glory in thy perfect love. 

4 Finish then thy new creation; 
Pure and spotless let us be; 

Let us see thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored in thee : 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 


From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ, 

This hymn, one of the most valuable the author 
ever wrote, was evidently intended for " those that 

Only two words have been changed. In the first 
line Wesley wrote : 

" Love divine, all loves excelling." 

In the fifth line, second stanza, he wrote: 

" Take away our power of sinning." 

This line, literally interpreted, would be a prayer 
to take away our free moral agency, which, of course, 
the author did not intend. 

John Wesley evidently had some objection to the 
stanza, as he omitted it from at least two books that 
he edited. In this collection, from the first, it has 

" Take away our bent to sinning," 
which is good theology and an appropriate petition. 

492 The one thing needful. 8, 7. 

WELL for him who all things losing, 
E'en himself doth count as naught, 
Still the one thing needful choosing, 
That with all true bliss is fraught! 

2 Well for him who nothing knoweth 
But his God, whose boundless love 

Makes the heart wherein it gloweth 
Calm and pure as saints above ! 



3 Well for him who all forsaking, 
Walketh not in shadows vain, 

But the path of peace is taking 

Through this vale of tears and pain! 

4 O that we our hearts might sever 
From earth's tempting vanities, 

Fixing them on him forever 
In whom all our fullness lies ! 

5 Thou, abyss of love and goodness, 
Draw us by thy cross to thee, 

That our senses, soul, and spirit, 
Ever one with Christ may be ! 


In Lyra Germanica this hymn is marked 
Anon. ; " but Theodore Kubler, in Historical 

Notes to the Lyra Germanica, ascribes it to Arnold. 

His hymns appeared in 1697, under the title, Sparks 

of Divine Love. The translation is unaltered. 
Two stanzas, the fifth and sixth, have been 

omitted : 

5 " Oh that we might Him discover 
Whom with longing love we've sought, 

Join ourselves to Him forever, 
For without Him all is nought ! 

6 "Oh that ne'er our eyes might wander 
From our God, so might we cease 

Ever o'er our sins to ponder, 
And our conscience be at peace ! " 

The Rev. Gottfried Arnold was a German Pietist, 
born in 1666, and educated at Wittenberg. In 1689 
he was engaged as tutor in a noble family at Dres- 
den. Here he became acquainted with Spener, and 
was one of his most ardent disciples. In 1707. after 
various experiences, he became pastor at Ferleberg, 
remaining there until his death, in 1714. Arnold 
is represented as being full of prejudices and fanati- 
cisms, yet, withal, a pious man and a faithful 

4:93 Rejoicing in hope. 

YE ransomed sinners, hear, 
The prisoners of the Lord ; 
And wait till Christ appear, 
According to his word : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

2 In God we put our trust ; 

If we our sins confess, 
Faithful is he and just. 
From all unrighteousness 
To cleanse us all, both you and me 
"We shall from all our sins be free. 

H. M. 

3 Who Jesus' sufferings share, 
My fellow-prisoners now, 

Ye soon the crown shall wear 
On your triumphant brow : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

4 The word of God is sure, 
And never can remove ; 

We shall in heart be pure, 
And perfected in love : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

5 Then let us gladly bring 
Our sacrifice of praise : 

Let us give thanks and sing, 
And glory in his grace : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 


This hymn retains its original title, which is an 
exception to the rule. 
The first line Wesley wrote : 

" Ye happy sinners, hear." 

The following stanzas, the second, third, and fifth, 
are omitted : 

2 " The Lord our Righteousness 
We have long since received, 

Salvation nearer is 
Than when we first believed ; 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

3 " Let others hug their chains, 
For sin and Satan plead, 

And say from sin's remains 
They never can be freed ; 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free." 

5 " Surely in us the hope 
Of glory shall appear ; 
Sinners, your heads lift up, 
And see redemption near ; 
Again I say, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 


Speak the word. 

EVER fainting with desire, 
For thee, O Christ, I call; 
Thee I restlessly require ; 

I want my God. my all. 
Jesus, dear redeeming Lord, 

I wait thy coming from above ; 
Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 
And perfect me in love. 

7, 6, 8. 



2 Thou my life, my treasure be, 
My portion here below ; 

Nothing would I seek but thee, 

Thee only would I know ; 
My exceeding great reward, 

My heaven on earth, my heaven above : 
Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 

And perfect me in love. 

3 Grant me now the bliss to feel 
Of those that are in thee : 

Son of God, thyself reveal ; 

Engrave thy name on me. 
As in heaven, be here adored, 

And let me now the promise prove ; 
Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 

And perfect me in love, 


Title : A Prayer for Holiness. 

Ten stanzas, of which these are the first and the 
last two, unaltered. 

One of the omitted stanzas, the fourth, was as 
follows : 

4 " Gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 

And comforts all are vain ; 
White one evil thought can rise 

I am not born again ; 
Still I am not as my Lord, 

Thy holy will I do not prove. 
Help me, Saviour," etc. 

Wesley italicized the third and fourth lines of 
this stanza ; but, subsequently, both of the Wesleys 
were obliged to modify some expressions in poetry 
and in prose, because they were indefensible. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

49 O The yoke easy and the burden light. L. M. 

OTHAT my load of sin were gone ! 
O that I could at last submit 
At Jesus' feet to lay it down — 
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 

2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 

Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
And fully set my spirit free ; 

I cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 
Thy light and easy burden prove, 

The cross all stained with hallowed blood, 
The labor of thy dying love. 

5 I would, but thou must give the power ; 

My heart from every sin release ; 
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 

And fill me with thy perfect peace. 


" Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy 
laden, and I will give you rest." Matt. xi. 28. 

Fourteen stanzas in all ; these are verses one, 
four, five, six, and eight, verbatim. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

496 Following the Saviour. L. M. 

OTHOU, to whose all-searching sight 
The darkness shineth as the light, 
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; 
O burst these bonds, and set it free. 

2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
Nail my affections to the cross ; 
Hallow each thought ; let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 

3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 
Be thou my light, be thou my way : 
No foes, no violence I fear, 

No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 

4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 

And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
Dauntless, untired, I follow tliee; 
O let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill. 

6 If rough and thorny be the way, 
My strength proportion to my day ; 
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 


Title : The Believer's Support. 

This translation was printed in Psalms and 
Hymns, 1738, and again in Hymns and Sacred 
Poems, 1739. The German original is found in 
the Hermhuth Collection. 

For biographical sketch of Tersteegen, see No. 47. 

49/ For constant devotedness. 

LORD, fill me with a humble fear ; 
My utter helplessness reveal ; 
Satan and sin are always near, 
Thee may I always nearer feel. 

L. M. 



2 that to thee my constant mind 
Might with an even flame aspire, 

Pride in its earliest motions find, 
And mark the risings of desire ! 

3 O that my tender soul might fly 
The first abhorred approach of ill, 

Quick as the apple of an eye, 

The slightest touch of sin to feel ! 

4 Till thou anew my soul create, 

Still may I strive, and watch, and pray; 
Humbly and confidently wait, 
And long to see the perfect day. 


Verses eight to eleven inclusive of a hymn of 
fifteen stanzas. No. 686 in this collection is the 
first part of the same poem. 

The title is : Watch in all Things. 2 Tim. iv, 5. 

The first word of the hymn has been changed. It 

" Pierce, fill me with a humble fear." 

This change was made by the editors of the edi- 
tion of 1849. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

498 TJie throne of grace. 

EHOLD the throne of grace ; 

S. M. 


The promise calls us near; 
There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
And waits to answer prayer. 

2 My soul, ask what thou wilt, 
Thou canst not be too bold ; 

Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
What else can he withhold ? 

3 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
Thy presence and thy love, 

That we may serve thee here below, 
And reign with thee above. 

4 Teach us to live by faith, 
Conform our wills to thine ; 

Let us victorious be in death, 
And then in glory shine. 


From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

Eight stanzas in all. These are verses one, three, 
six, and seven. Some slight changes have been 
made to make it read in the plural, inasmuch as it 
was written in the singular number. 

The passage of Scripture upon which it is founded 
is the word of God to Solomon : 

" Ask what I shall give thee." 1 Kings iii. 5. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 23. 

499 Living temples. S. M. 

AND will the mighty God, 
Whom heaven cannot contain, 
Make me his temple and abode, 
And in me live and reign? 

2 Come, Spirit of the Lord, 
Teacher and heavenly Guide ! 

Be it according to thy word, 
And in my heart reside. 

3 O Holy, Holy Ghost ! 
Pervade this soul of mine: 

In me renew thy Pentecost, 
Reveal thy power divine ! 

4 Make it my highest bliss 
Thy blessed fruits to know ; 

Thy joy, and peace, and gentleness, 
Goodness and faith to show. 

5 Be it my greatest fear 
Thy holiness to grieve; 

Walk in the Spirit even here, 
And in the Spirit live. 


Title: He dwelleth with you. John xiv, 17. 

This hymn is verbatim as found in The Sunday- 
School Hymn Book, Leeds, 1859, except that in the 
Leeds book there is one additional stanza. 

In an earlier edition of the same book (1838) 
the hymn is quite different. It was probably 
altered by the author. 

Eawson was an English Baptist layman, who 
published Hymns, Verses, and Chants, in 1879. He 
was born in 1807. Died 1889. 

S. M. 

O Thine, living or dying. 

JESUS, I live to thee, 
The loveliest and best ; 
My life in thee, thy life in me, 
In thy blest love I rest. 

2 Jesus, I die to thee, 
Whenever death shall come; 

To die in thee is life to me, 
In my eternal home. 

3 Whether to live or die, 

I know not which is best ; 
To live in thee is bliss to me, 
To die is endless rest. 

4 Living or dying, Lord, 
I ask but to be thine ; 

My life in thee, thy life in me, 
Makes heaven forever mine. 




The leading thought of this excellent hymn is 
evidently found in the words of Paul, Rom. xiv, 8 : 

" For whether we live, we live unto the Lord ; and 
whether we die, we die unto the Lord : whether 
we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord's. 

It is unaltered and entire as published in Hymns 
and Chants, 1861. 

The Eev. Henry Harbaugh was a prominent 
minister and writer in the German Reformed 
Church, and the son of a clergyman. Born in 
Pennsylvania in 1817, in 1840 he entered Mar- 
shall College, where he remained three years, but 
did not graduate. From 1843 to 1863 he served as 

gastor of three churches. In 1863 he was elected 
'rofessor of Theology in the Seminary of Mercers- 
burg, Pa., where he remained until his death, in 
1867. He was the author of several prose works, 
and of one volume of Poems. 

501 Purity of heart. S. M. 

BLEST are the pure in heart, 
For they shall see our God ; 
The secret of the Lord is theirs; 
Their soul is his abode. 

2 Still to the lowly soul 
He doth himself impart, 

And for his temple and his throne 
Selects the pure in heart. 

3 Lord, we thy presence seek, 
May ours this blessing be ; 

O give the pure and lowly heart, — 
A temple meet for thee. 


"Blessed are the pure in heart : for they shall see 
God." Matt, v, 8. 

Verses one and two are the first and last stanzas 
of a poem of seventeen verses on the festival of 
"The Purification." The last stanza was written 
by Edward Osier, M. D., 1798-1863. 

Keble wrote, verse one, line four: 

" Their soul is Christ's abode." 

and verse two, lines three and four : 

" And for His cradle and His throne, 
Chooseth the pure in heart." 

From The Christian Year, 1827. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 102. 

O 2 Glorious liberty. 

OCOME, and dwell in me, 
Spirit of power within, 
And bring the glorious liberty 
From sorrow, fear, and sin ! 

2 The seed of sin's disease, 
Spirit of health, remove, 

Spirit of finished holiness, 
Spirit of perfect love. 

3 Hasten the joyful day 
Which shall my sins consume ; 

When old things shall be done away, 
And all things new become. 

4 I want the witness, Lord, 
That all I do is right, 

According to thy will and word, 
Well pleasing in thy sight. 

5 I ask no higher state ; 
Indulge me but in this, 

And soon or later then translate 
To my eternal bliss. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 
The first two stanzas are founded on 2 Cor. iii, 17 : 

" Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty." 
The third stanza is based upon 2 Cor. v, 17 : 

" Old things are passed away ; behold, all things 
are become new." 

The text of the last two stanzas is Heb. xi, 5 : 

"Before his translation he had this testimony, 
that he pleased God." 

One word has been changed. The original has 
" mind " instead of" will " in verse four, line three. 

O 3 Waiting at the cross. S. M. 

FATHER, I dare believe 
Thee merciful and true : 
Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive. 
My fallen soul renew. 

2 Come, then, for Jesus' sake, 
And bid my heart be clean ; 

An end of all my troubles make, 
An end of all my sin. 

3 I cannot wash my heart, 
But by believing thee, 

And waiting for thy blood to impart 
The spotless purity. 

4 While at thy cross I lie, 
Jesus, the grace bestow ; 

Now thy all- cleansing blood apply, 
And I am white as snow. 




This i.s composed of two Short Hymns on Select 
wages of the Holy Scriptures, 1762. 
The ftrat part is founded on Psa. exxx, 8 : 

"He shall redeem Israel from all his sins." — 
Prayer Book version. 

The Scripture "passage" of the last part is 
Jer. iv, 14: 

" 0, Jerusalem, wash thine heart from wicked- 
ness, that thou may est be saved." 

They are not altered. 

Among these Short Hymns are found some 
of the most valuable stanzas of Charles Wesley's 
poetical composition. 

O 04 Charity supreme. S. M. 

HAD I the gift of tongues, 
Great God, without thy grace, 
My loudest words, ray loftiest songs, 
Would be but sounding brass. 

2 Though thou shouldst give me skill 
Each mystery to explain, 

Without a heart to do thy will, 
My knowledge w T ould be vain. 

3 Had I such faith in God 
As mountains to remove, 

No faith could w T ork effectual good, 
That did not work by love. 

4 Grant, then, this one request, 
Whatever be denied, — 

That love divine may rule my breast, 
And all my actions guide. 


Title : All Attainments Vain without Lore. 
It will be seen at a glance that this hymn is 
founded upon the first part of 1 Cor. xiii : 

" Though I speak with the tongues of men and 
of angels, and have not charity, I am become as 
sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though 
I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all 
mysteries, and all knowledge ; and though I have 
all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and 
have not charity, I am nothing. And though I be- 
stow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give 
my body to be burned, and have not charity, it 
profitetn me nothing." 

In Dr. Stennetfs Works, vol. iii, we find the orig- 
inal hymn in nine stanzas. It is quaint and good. 
This hymn is composed of verses three, four, five, 
and nine, altered so as to change the meter from com- 
mon to short. Eisrht lines have been more or less 
changed. The other eight remain as written. 

505 For entire consecration. 

S. M. 

JESUS, my strength my hope, 
On thee I cast my care ; 
With humble confidence look up, 

And know thou hear'st my prayer, 
Give me on thee to wait, 

Till I can all things do; 
On thee, almighty to create, 
Almighty to renew. 

2 I want a sober mind, 
A self -renouncing will, 

That tramples down, and casts behind, 

The baits of pleasing ill : 
A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief, and loss; 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 

The consecrated cross. 

3 I want a godly fear, 

A quick discerning eye, 
That looks to thee when sin is near, 

And sees the tempter fly : 
A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care ; 
Forever standing on its guard, 

And watching unto prayer. 


The author's title is : A Poor Sinner. 
There are seven stanzas in all. The fir-t part 
made up of verses one, three, and four, verbatim. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

506 For perfect submission. S. M. 

I WANT a heart to pray, 
To pray, and never cease ; 
Never to murmur at thy stay, 
Or wish my sufferings less. 
This blessing, above all, 

Always to pray, I want ; 
Out of the deep "on thee to call, 
And never, never faint. 

2 I want a true regard, 

A single, steady aim, 
Unmoved by threatening or reward, 

To thee and thy great name ; 
A jealous, just concern 

For thine immortal praise ; 
A pure desire that all may learn 

And glorify thy grace. 



3 I rest upon thy word ; 

The promise is for me ; 
My succor and salvation, Lord, 

Shall surely come from thee : 
But let me still abide, 

Nor from my hope remove, 
Till thou my patient spirit guide 

Into thy perfect love. 


This part is made up of stanzas five, six, and two, 
unaltered ; thus including the whole of the original, 
except the last verse, which is peculiar : 

7 " I want with all my heart 

Thy pleasure to fulfill, 
To know myself, and what Thou art, 

And what Thy perfect will. 
1 want I know not what, 

I want my wants to see, 
I want, alas ! what want 1 not, 

When Thou art not in me." 

507 Walk in the light. C. M. 

WALK in the light ! so shalt thou know 
That fellowship of love, 
His Spirit only can bestow 
Who reigns in light above. 

2 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt find 
Thy heart made truly his, 

Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
In whom no darkness is. 

3 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt own 
Thy darkness passed away, 

Because that light hath on thee shone 
In which is perfect day. 

4 Walk in the light ! and e'en the tomb 
No fearful shade shall wear; 

Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
For Christ hath conquered there. 

5 Walk in the light ! thy path shall be 
Peaceful, serene, and bright : 

For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, 
And God himself is light. 


Title : Walking in the Light. 

This familiar hymn is founded on 1 John i, 7 : 

we have fellowship one with another, and the blood 
of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin." 

The second stanza of the original is omitted : 

2 " Walk in the light ! and sin abhorr'd 

Shall ne'er defile again ; 
The blood of Jesus Christ, thy Lord, 

Shall cleanse from every stain." 

Two lines have been altered. 


Verse five, lines one and two : 

" Walk in the light ! and thine shalt be 
A path, though thorny, bright." 

From the author's Devotional Verses. London, 

Bernard Barton, the Quaker poet, (as he was com- 
monly called,) was born in 1784, and lived until 
1849. He was the author of no less than eight vol- 
umes of verse, between the years 1812 and 1845. 

508 The fullness of God. C. M. 

BEING of beings, God of love, 
To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
And gladly sing thy praise. 

2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be ; 
Our sacrifice receive : 

Made, and preserved, and saved by thee ; 
To thee ourselves we give. 

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires, 
For all thy mercy's store ; 

The sole return thy love requires, 
Is that we ask for more. 

4 For more we ask ; we open then 
Our hearts to embrace thy will ; 

Turn, and revive us, Lord, again ; 
With all thy fullness fill. 

5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
Shed in our hearts abroad ; 

So shall we ever live, and move, 
And be, with Christ in God. 


The author's title is : Grace After Meat. 
One word has been altered. The author wrote, 
verse four, line three: 

" Turn, and beget us, Lord, again." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, published by 
John Wesley, M.A., Fellow of Lincoln College, 
Oxford, and Charles Wesley, M.A., Student of 
Christ Church, Oxford. London, 1739. 

This was the first hymn book published by the 
Wesleys to which they put their names. 

In 1738 A Collection of Psalms and Hymns was 
published in London, with no name of editor or 
printer. Eecently, we understand, there has been 
found in London A Collection of Psalms and 



Hymns. Charles-Town. Printed by Lewis Tim- 
othy, 1737. The 1738 book has long been con- 
sidered to be the first Wesleyan hymn book, but 
this is still earlier, and was published in America. 

509 The thought of God. C. M. 

OHOW the thought of God attracts 
And draws the heart from earth, 
And sickens it of passing shows 
And dissipating mirth ! 

2 'Tis not enough to save our souls, 
To shun the eternal fires ; 

The thought of God will rouse the heart 
To more sublime desires. 

3 God only is the creature's home, 
Though rough and straight the road ; 

Yet nothing less can satisfy 
The love that longs for God. 

4 O utter but the name of God 
Down in your heart of hearts, 

And see how from the world at once 
All tempting light departs ! 

5 A trusting heart, a yearning eye, 
Can win their way above ; 

If mountains can be moved by faith, 
Is there less power in love? 


Title: Perfection. 

These are a verbatim copy of the first five verses 
of a hymn of eleven stanzas from the author's 
Hymns. London, 1861. 

The old thought, that the soul without God is 
homesick, is well expressed in the third stanza. 

The following are the closing stanzas of this 
hymn : 

" Then keep thy conscience sensitive ; 

No inward token miss : 
And go where grace entices thee ; — 

Perfection lies in this. 

" Be docile to thine unseen Guide, 

Love Him as He loves thee ; 
Time and obedience are enough, 

And thou a saint shall be." 

For biographical sketch of Faber, see No. 125. 

1 For full redemption. C. M. 

MY Saviour, on the word of truth 
In earnest hope I live ; 

1 ask for all the precious things 

Thy boundless love can give. 
I look for many a lesser light 

About my path to shine : 
But chiefly long to walk with thee, 

And only trust in thine. 

2 Thou k no west that I am not blest 
As thou wouldst have me be, 

Till all the peace and joy of faith 

Possess my soul in thee ; 
And still I seek 'mid many fears, 

With yearnings unexpressed, 
The comfort of thy strengthening love, 

Thy soothing, settling rest. 

3 It is not as thou wilt with me, 
Till, humbled in the dust, 

I know no place in all my heart 

Wherein to put my trust : 
Until I find, O Lord, in thee, 

The Lowly and the Meek, 
The fullness which thy own redeemed 

Go now T here else to seek. 


" I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in 
his word do I hope." Psa. cxxx, 5. 

Two stanzas are omitted ; they are the second 
and fifth : 

2 " In holy expectation held, 

Thy strength my heart shall stay, 
For Thy right hand will never let 

My trust he cast away. 
Yea, Thou hast kept me near Thy feet, 

In many a deadly strife, 
By the stronghold of hope in Thee ; 

"The hope of endless life." 

5 " Then, O my Saviour, on my soul, 

Cast down, but not dismayed, 
Still be Thy chastening, healing hand 

In tender mercy laid. 
And while I wait for all Thy joys, 

My yearning heart to fill, 
Teach me to walk and work with Thee, 

And at Thy feet sit still." 

The hymn has not been altered. 

Miss Anna Lsetitia Waring was a native of South 
Wales. Her Hymns and Meditations, from which 
this was taken, was first published in London in 
1850, and was reprinted at Boston in 1863, with an 
Introduction by the Rev. F. D. Huntington, D.D. 

Oil For a tender conscience. C. M 

I WANT a principle w T ithin, 
Of jealous, godly fear; 
A sensibility of sin, 

A pain to feel it near : 
I want the first approach to feel 

Of pride, or fond desire; 
To catch the wandering of my will, 
And quench the kindling fire. 



2 From Thee that I no more may part, 
No more thy goodness grieve, 

The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 

The tender conscience give. 
Quick as the apple of an eye, 

O God, my conscience make ; 
Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 

And keep it still awake. 

3 If to the right or left I stray, 
That moment, Lord, reprove ; 

And let me weep my life away, 
For having grieved thy love. 

O may the least omission pain 
My well-instructed soul, 

And drive me to the blood again, 
Which makes the wounded whole. 


The author's title is retained, a circumstance so 
rare as to be well worth recording. 

There are five stanzas ; the first is omitted, and 
also half of each of the last two : 

1 " Almighty God of truth and love, 

In me Thy power exert, 
The mountain from my soul remove, 

The hardness trom my heart : 
My most obdurate heart subdue, 

In honor of Thy Son, 
And now the gracious wonder show, 

And take away the stone." 

" Give me to feel an idle thought 

As actual wickedness, 
And mourn for the minutest fault 

In exquisite distress." 

More of this tender spirit, more 
Of this affliction send, 
And spread the moral sense all o'er 
Till pain with life shall end." 

One can hardly help feeling that there is some- 
thing morbid about these last lines. 

Unaltered. From Charles Wesley's Hymns and 
Sacred Poems, 1749. 

O 1 2 The counsel of His grace. CM. 

I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
And ever prays for me : 
A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find him lifting up my head ; 
He brings salvation near ; 

His presence makes me free indeed, 
And he will soon appear. 

3 He wills that I should holy be ; 
What can withstand his will? 

The counsel of his grace in me 
He surely shall fulfill. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
I steadfastly believe 

Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
And to thyself receive. 

5 When God is mine, and I am his, 
Of paradise possessed, 

I taste unutterable bliss, 
And everlasting rest. 


" Eejoicing in hope." Kom. xii, 12. 

Twenty -three stanzas. This hymn is composed 
of verses one, two, ten, fifteen, and nineteen, ver- 
batim. One of the omitted stanzas is as follows : 

"Thy love I soon expect to find 

In all its depth and height, 
To comprehend the eternal Mind, 

And grasp the Infinite." 

It is not strange that the verse has been omitted. 
It is strange that Wesley ever wrote it. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

513 The rest of faith. C. M. 

LORD, I believe a rest remains 
To all thy people known ; 
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
And thou art loved alone : 

2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
Is fixed on things above ; 

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, 
Cast out by perfect love. 

3 O that I now the rest might know, 
Believe, and enter in ! 

Now, Saviour, now the power bestow, 
And let me cease from sin. 

4 Remove this hardness from my heart ; 
This unbelief remove : 

To me the rest of faith impart, 
The Sabbath of thy love. 


" There remaineth therefore a rest to the people 
of God. Heb. iv, 9. 

The original hymn contains seventeen stanzas. 
These are the first ; second, tenth, and eleventh, 
unchanged, except in the third line of the second 
stanza. This was first published : 

" Where doubt and fain and fear expire." 

It was altered by John Wesley for his Collection 
in 1780. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 



Ol4r Com*, Lord Jesus. CM. 

JESUS, at thy feet we wait, 
Till thou shaft bid us rise; 
Restored to our unsinning state, 
To love's sweet paradise. 

2 Saviour from sin, we thee receive, 
From all indwelling sin ; 

Thy blood, we steadfastly believe, 
Shall make us throughly clean. 

3 Since thou wouldst have us free from sin, 
And pure as those above, 

Make haste to bring thy nature in, 
And perfect us in love. 

4 The counsel of thy love fulfill : 
Come quickly, gracious Lord ! 

Be it according to thy will, 
According to thy word. 

5 O that the perfect grace were given, 
Thy love diffused abroad ! 

O that our hearts were all a heaven, 
Forever filled with God ! 


One of a number of Hymns for Those That Wait 
for Full Redemption. 

Nine stanzas ; these are the first, second, sixth, 
seventh, and ninth. 

In the last verse the author wrote " gift " instead 
of " grace " in fine one ; " The " instead of " Thy " 
in line two; and "an" instead of "a" in line 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 

515 A present paradise. C. M. 

JOYFUL sound of gospel grace ! 
Christ shall in me appear • 
I, even I, shall see his face, 
I shall be holy here. 

2 The glorious crown of righteousness 
To me reached out I view : 

Conqueror through him, I soon shall seize, 
And wear it as my due. 

3 The promised land, from Pisgah's top, 
I now exult to see : 

My hope is full, O glorious hope ! 
Of immortality. 

4 With me, I know, I feel, thou art ; 
But this cannot suffice, 

Unless thou plantest in my heart 
A constant paradise. 

5 Come, O my God, thyself reveal, 

Fill all this mighty void : 
Thou only canst my spirit fill; 

Come, O my God, my God ! 


Part of a long hymn of twenty-two stanzas, en- 
titled u The Spirit and the bride say, Come." Rev. 
xxii, 17. 

This hymn is composed of verses ten, fourteen, 
fifteen, nineteen, and twenty-one. They contain 
the cream of the whole poem. 

One word has been changed. Wesley wrote 
u blessed " hope in verse three, line three. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

O 1 6 Tlte world overcome. CM. 

LET worldly minds the world pursue ; 
It has no charms for me : 
Once I admired its trifles too, 
But grace hath set me free. 

2 Its pleasures can no longer please, 
Nor happiness afford : 

Far from my heart be joys like these, 
Now I have seen the Lord. 

3 As by the light of opening day 
The stars are all concealed, 

So earthly pleasures fade away, 
When Jesus is revealed. 

4 Creatures no more divide my choice; 
I bid them all depart: 

His name, his love, his gracious voice, 
Have fixed my roving heart. 


Title : Old Things are passed Away. 
The first two lines of the second stanza have 
been slightly altered. Newton wrote: 

" Its pleasures now no longer please, 
No more content afford." 

Tiie third stanza is very beautiful. 
There are two additional verses that are charac- 
teristic of the author : 

5 "Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, 
And holy live to thee ; 

But may I hope that thou wilt own 
A worthless worm like me ? 

6 " Yes ! though of sinners I'm the worst, 
1 cannot doubt thy will ; 

For if thou hadst not loved me first, 
I had refused thee still." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 23. 



517 c.m. 

In earth as it is in heaven. Matt. vi. 10. 

JESUS, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
In whom I now believe, 
As taught by thee, in faith I pray, 
Expecting to receive. 

2 Thy will by me on earth be done, 
As by the powers above, 

Who always see thee on thy throne, 
And glory in thy love. 

3 I ask in confidence the grace, 
That I may do thy will, 

As angels who behold thy face, 
And all thy words fulfill. 

4 Surely I shall, the sinner I, 
Shall serve thee without fear, 

If thou my nature sanctify 
In answer to my prayer. 


The first four verses of a hymn of twelve stanzas, 
written upon Matt, vi, 10 : 

" Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven." 

Wesley wrote "choirs" instead of " powers " in 
the second line of the second stanza. 

The last two lines of the hymn have been alto- 
gether changed. Wesley wrote : 

" My heart no longer gives the lie 
To my deceitful prayer." 

These changes were made by the editors of the 
Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Booh, 
1808. They were Bishop Asbury and Daniel Hitt. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

518 The refining fire. C. M. 

JESUS, thine all-victorious love 
Shed in my heart abroad : 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
Rooted and fixed in God. 

2 O that in me the sacred fire 
Might now begin to glow, 

Burn up the dross of base desire 
And make the mountains flow ! 

3 O that it now from heaven might fall, 
And all my sins consume ! 

Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call ; 
Spirit of burning, come ! 

4 Refining fire, go through my heart ; 
Illuminate my soul ; 

Scatter thy life through every part, 
And sanctify the whole. 

5 My steadfast soul, from falling free, 

Shall then no longer move, 
While Christ is all the world to me, 

And all my heart is love. 


A favorite hymn, from a poem of twelve stanzas, 
entitled Against Hope Believing in Hope. 

These stanzas are numbers four, seven, eight, 
nine, and twelve. The second and third lines of 
the last stanza have been changed. The author 
wrote : 

" Can now no longer move ; 
Jesus is all the world to me." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

O 1 9 The affections crucified. C. M. 

JESUS, my Life, thyself apply; 
Thy Holy Spirit breathe : 
My vile affections crucify; 
Conform me to thy death. 

2 Conqueror of hell, and earth, and sin, 
Still with the rebel strive : 

Enter my soul, and work within, 
And kill, and make alive. 

3 More of thy life, and more I have, 
As the old Adam dies : 

Bury me, Saviour, in thy grave, 
That I with thee may rise. 

4 Reign in me, Lord ; thy foes control, 
Who would not own thy sway ; 

Diffuse thine image through my soul ; 
Shine to the perfect day. 

5 Scatter the last remains of sin, 
And seal me thine abode ; 

O make me glorious all within, 
A temple built by God ! 


Title : Christ our Sanctification. 
There is one additional stanza : 

6 " My inward holiness Thou art, 
For faith hath made Thee mine : 

With all Thy fullness fill my heart, 
Till all I am is Thine." 

The original has " Thy" instead of "the" in 
verse two, line two. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

520 Give me Thyself. C. M. 

JESUS hath died that I might Hve, 
Might live to God alone; 
In him eternal life receive, 
And be in spirit one. 



2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 
The gift unspeakable; 

And wait with arms of faith to embrace, 
And all thy love to feel. 

3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 
The perfect bliss to prove ; 

My longing heart is all on fire 
To be dissolved in love. 

4 Give me thyself ; from every boast, 
From every wish set free; 

Let all I am in thee be lost, 
But give thyself to me. 

5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 
Unless thyself be given ; 

Thy presence makes my paradise, 
And where thou art is heaven. 


The last five stanza of a hymn of thirteen verses, 
written on Acts xvi, bl : 

" Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou 
shalt be saved." 

Wesley wrote " soul " instead of " heart " in verse 
three, line three. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

521 A perfect heart. C. M. 

OFOR a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free ! 
A heart that always feels thy blood, 
So freely spilt for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
My great Redeemer's throne ; 

Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone. 

3 O f or a lowly, contrite heart, 
Believing, true, and clean, 

Which neither life nor death can part 
From him that dwells within. 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
And full of love divine ; 

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
A copy, Lord, of thine. 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
Come quickly from above ; 

Write thy new name upon my heart, 
Thy new, best name of Love. 


Title : Make me a Clean Heart, God.— Prayer- 
Book version of Psa. li, 10 

The original has M an heart " instead of* " a heart " 
in every case. 
The third stanza began : 

"An humble, lowly, contrite heart." 

The author wrote in the second stanza : 
" My dear Redeemer's throne." 
and in the last : 

" Thy nature, dearest Lord, impart." 

John Wesley changed these words for his Collec- 
tion, in 1780. 

Three stanzas, the fifth, sixth, and seventh, of 
this favorite hymn were omitted from the 1849 edi- 
tion. They are not necessary to the hymn, yet, 
perhaps, some would like to see them : 

5 "Thy tender heart is still the same, 
And melts at human woe : 

Jesus, for Thee, distressed I am, 
I want Thy love to know. 

6 " My heart, Thou knowest, can never rest 
Till Thou create my peace ; 

Till of my Eden repossest, 
From self and sin I cease. 

7 " Fruit of Thy gracious lips, on me 
Bestow that peace unknown, 

The hidden manna, and the tree 
Of life, and the white stone." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

2 3 The work wrought. C. M. 

COME, O my God, the promise seal, 
This mountain, sin, remove ; 
Now in my waiting soul reveal 
The virtue of thy love. 

2 I want thy life, thy purity, 
Thy righteousness, brought in: 

1 ask, desire, and trust in thee 

To be redeemed from sin. 

3 Saviour, to thee my soul looks up, 
My present Saviour thou ! 

In all the confidence of hope, 
I claim the blessing now. 

4 'Tis done ! thou dost this moment save, 
With full salvation bless ; 

Redemption through thy blood I have. 
And spotless love and peace. 


From Short Scripture Hymns, 1762. 
The passage on which this is written is Mark 
xi, 24 : 

"What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, 
believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have 



One eight-lined stanza is omitted : 

" For this as taught by Thee, I pray, 

And can no longer doubt; 
Kemove far hence, to sin I say, 

Be cast this moment out ; 
The guilt and strength of self and pride, 

Be pardoned and subdued, 
Be cast into the crimson tide 

Of my Redeemer's blood." 

In the first stanza "Wesley wrote : 
" Now in my gasping soul reveal," 

and in the last line of the hymn : 
" And heaven in Thy peace." 

o23 Faith omnipotent. C. M. 

GOD of eternal truth and grace, 
Thy faithful promise seal ; 
Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race, 
In rue, O Lord, fulfill. 

2 That mighty faith on me bestow, 
Which cannot ask in vain, 

Which holds, and will not let thee go, 
Till I my suit obtain : 

3 Till thou into my soul inspire 
The perfect love unknown ; 

And tell my infinite desire, 

" Whate'er thou wilt, be done." 

4 But is it possible that I 
Should live, and sin no more? 

Lord, if on thee I dare rely, 

The faith shall bring the power. 

5 On me the faith divine bestow 
Which doth the mountain move ; 

And all my spotless life shall show 
The omnipotence of love. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 

The first part of the hymn is founded on Mi- 
cah vii, 20 : 

" Thou wilt perform the truth to Jacob, and the 
mercy to Abraham, which thou hast sworn unto 
our fathers from the days of old." 

The first stanza is incomplete. It was : 

" God of eternal truth and grace, 

Thy faithful promise seal ; 
Thy word, Thy oath, to Abraham's race, 

In us, even us, fulfil : 
Let us to perfect love restored, 

Thine image here retrieve, 
And in the presence of our Lord, 

The life of angels live." 

The second and third stanzas were written upon 
Matt xv, 28 : 

" O woman, great is thy faith : be it unto thee 
even as thou wilt ; " 

and the last two stanzas, upon Mark ix, 23 : 

" All things are possible to him that belie veth." 

In verse five, line three, Wesley wrote 
instead of "spotless." 



There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God. 
Heb. iv, 9. 

COME, O Thou greater than our heart, 
And make thy faithful mercies known ; 
The mind which was in thee impart ; 
Thy constant mind in us be shown. 

2 O let us by thy cross abide, 
Thee, only thee, resolved to know, 

The Lamb for sinners crucified, 
A world to save from endless woe. 

3 Take us into thy people's rest, 

And we from our own works shall cease ; 
With thy meek Spirit arm our breast, 
And keep our minds in perfect peace. 

4 Jesus, for this we calmly wait ; 
O let our eyes behold thee near ! 

Hasten to make our heaven complete; 
Appear, our glorious God, appear ! 


From part second of a long hymn of four parts, 
written on Isaiah xxviii, 16 : 

"He that believeth shall not make haste." 

Part second has eight stanzas. These are num- 
bers one, four, five, and eight, verbatim. Hymns 792 
and 793 are a part of the same poem. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

525 Christ all in all. L. M. 

HOLY, and true, and righteous Lord, 
I wait to prove thy perfect will : 
Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 

2 Open my faith's interior eye : 
Display thy glory from above ; 

And all I am shall sink and die, 
Lost in astonishment and love. 

3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace ; 
I would be by myself abhorred ; 

All might, all majesty, all praise, 
All glory, be to Christ my Lord. 



4 Now let me gain perfection's height; 

Now let me into nothing fall, 
As less than nothing in thy sight, 

And feel that Christ is all in all, 


Title: Pleading the I¥omim <•/ Sand j fiction. 

Part of a long hymn of t went \ -eight stanzas found- 
ed on Ezek. xxxvi, 23-31 inclusive. These are 
verses twenty-three, twenty-six, twenty -seven, and 

The original lias " Be less," etc., in verse four, 
line three. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

526 Waiting for the promise. L. M. 

JESUS, full of truth and grace, 
O all-atoning Lamb of God, 

1 wait to see thy glorious face; 

I seek redemption through thy blood. 

2 Thou art the anchor of my hope ; 
The faithful promise I receive : 

Surely thy death shall raise me up. 
For thou hast died that I might live. 

3 Satan, with all his arts, no more 
Me from the gospel hope can move ; 

I shall receive the gracious power, 
And find the pearl of perfect love. 

4 My flesh, which cries, "It cannot be," 
Shall silence keep before the Lord : 

And earth, and hell, and sin shall flee 
At Jesus' everlasting word. 


These are the first, sixth, eighth, and hast verses 
of a hymn of eleven stanzas, entitled Waiting fur 
the Promise. 

The author wrote " lovely face " in the first verse, 
"faithful saying" in the second, and '•'almighty 
power "in the third. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

o27 For lowliness and purity. L. M. 

JEST'S, in whom the Godhead's rays 
Beam forth with mildest majesty ; 

1 see thee full of truth and grace. 

And come for all I want to thee. 

2 Save me from pride — the plague expel ; 
Jesus, thine humble self impart : 

O let thy mind within me dwell; 
O give me lowliness of heart. 

3 Enter thyself, and cast out sin ; 
Thy spotless purity bestow : 

Touch me, and make the leper clean ; 
Wash me, and I am white as snow. 

4 Sprinkle me, Saviour, with thy blood, 
And all thy gentleness is mine ; 

And plunge me in the purple flood, 
Till all I am is lost in thine. 


Written upon Matt, i, 21 : 

" He shall save his people from their sins." 

In the last stanza of this hymn two lines have 
been omitted, and two others added. The author 
wrote : 

" Fury is not with Thee, my God; 

O, why should it be found in Thine ! 
Sprinkle me, Saviour, with Thy blood, 

And all Thy gentleness is mine." 

Two stanzas, the second and last, have been 
omitted : 

2 " Wrathful, impure, and proud I am, 
Nor constancy nor strength I have : 

But Thou, Lord, art still the same, 
And hast not lost Thy power to save. 

6 " Pour but Thy blood upon the flame, 
Meek, and dispassionate, and mild, 

The leopard sinks into a lamb, 
And I become a little child." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

528 The Canaan of perfect love. L. M. 

GOD of all power, and truth, and grace, 
Which shall from age to age endure. 
Whose word, when heaven and earth shall 
Remains, and stands forever sure ; 

2 That I thy mercy may proclaim. 
That all mankind thy truth may see, 

Hallow thy great and glorious name, 
And perfect holiness in me. 

3 Give me a new, a perfect heart, 

From doubt, and fear, and sorrow free; 
The mind which was in Christ impart, 
And let my spirit cleave to thee. 

4 O that I now, from sin released. 
Thy word may to the utmost prove ; 

Enter into the promised rest. 
The Canaan of thy perfect love ! 


Title : Pleading the P-omise of Sanctification. 

This is the first part of stanzas one, three, eight, 
and fourteen, of a long hymn of twenty eight 
verses. No. 525 is a part of the same. It is founded 
on Ezek. xxxvi, 23-31. 



The whole hymn may be seen at the end of John 
Wesley's sermon On Christian Perfection. Works, 
vol. i, page 368. 

Unaltered. From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

529 The will of God. L. M. 

HE wills that I should holy be : 
That holiness I long to feel ; 
That full divine conformity 

To all my Saviour's righteous will. 

2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul 
Accomplished in the change of mine ; 

And plunge me, every whit made whole, 
In all the depths of love divine. 

3 On thee, O God, my soul is stayed, 
And waits to prove thine utmost will ; 

The promise by thy mercy made, 
Thou canst, thou wilt, in me fulfill. 

4 No more I stagger at thy power, 

Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move : 
Hasten the long-expected hour, 
And bless me with thy perfect love. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 

The first two stanzas are founded on 1 Thess. 
iv, 3: 

" This is the will of God, even your sanctifi- 

The last two are written upon Deut. xxx, 6 : 

11 And the Lord thy God will oircumcise thine 
heart, and the heart of thy seed, to love the Lord 
thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, 
that thou may est live." 

The last has one more eight-lined stanza : 

" One of the stubborn, hardened race, 

Now, Lord, on me the work begin, 
And by the Spirit of Thy grace 

Cut off the foreskin of my sin : 
My stiff-necked heart to circumcise, 

Thy sanctifying power exert, 
And I shall then attain the prize, 

And love my God with all my heart." 

The hymn has not been altered. 

530 Heavenly bliss in prospect. L. M. 

ARISE, my soul, on wings sublime, 
Above the vanities of time ; 
Let faith now pierce the veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by a new, celestial birth, 
Why should I grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at vain and fleeting toys, 
So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 

3 Shall aught beguile me on the road, 
The narrow road that leads to God? 
Or can 1 love this earth so well, 

As not to long with God to dwell ? 

4 To dwell with God, to taste his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above : 
The glorious expectation now 

Is heavenly bliss begun below. 

Only three lines of this hymn remain unaltered. 


1 " Now let our souls on wings sublime 
Pise from the vanities of time : 

Draw back the parting veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 " Twice bom by a celestial birth, 
Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at transitory toys, 

So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 

3 " Shall aught beguile us on the road 
When we are travelling back to God ? 
Tor strangers into life we come, 

And dying is but going home. 

4 " Welcome sweet hour of my discharge, 
That sets my longing soul at large, 
Unbinds my chains, breaks up my cell, 
And gives me with my God to dwell. 

5 "To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above ; 
And the sweet expectation now, 

Is the young dawn of heaven below." 

From Sermons on Various Subjects; with an Hymn 
Adapted to each Subject, 1762. 

This hymn was appended to a sermon, the 
text of which was Eccl. xii, 7 : 

" Then shall the dust return to the earth as it 
was : and the spirit shall return unto God who 
gave it." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 910. 

O 3 1 The new covenant. L. M. 

OGod, most merciful and true, 
Thy nature to my soul impart ; 
'Stablish with me the covenant new, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

2 To real holiness restored, 

O let me gain my Saviour's mind ; 

And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
Fullness of life eternal find. 



3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, 
That them I may no more forget ; 

But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore, 
With speechless wonder, at thy feet. 

4 Overwhelmed with thy stupendous grace, 
I shall not in thy presence move ; 

But breathe unutterable praise, 

And rapturous awe, and silent love. 

5 Then every murmuring thought, and vain, 
Expires, in sweet confusion lost : 

I cannot of my cross complain, 
I cannot of my goodness boast. 

6 Pardoned for all that I have done, 
My mouth as in the dust I hide ; 

And glory give to God alone, 
My God in Jesus pacified. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 

This hymn is founded on Ezek. xvi, 62, 63 : 

" And I will establish my covenant with thee ; 
and thou shalt know that I am the Lord : that 
thou may est remember, and be confounded, and 
never open thy mouth any more because of thy 
shame, when I am pacified toward thee for all thou 
hast done, saith the Lord God." 

The last lines of the first and last stanzas have 
been altered. Wesley wrote : 



And write perfection on my heart ;' 

My God forever pacified." 

L. M. 

True perfection. 

WHAT ! never speak one evil word, 
Or rash, or idle, or unkind ! 
O how shall I, most gracious Lord, 
This mark of true perfection find? 

2 Thy sinless mind in me reveal ; 
Thy Spirit's plenitude impart; 

And all my spotless life shall tell 
The abundance of a loving heart. 

3 Saviour, I long to testify 

The fullness of thy saving grace ; 
O may thy power the blood apply, 

Which bought for me the sacred peace ! 

4 Forgive, and make my nature whole, 
My inbred malady remove ; 

To perfect health restore my soul, 
To perfect holiness and love. 


The first two stanzas are founded upon James 

"If any man offend not in word, the same is a 
perfect man." 

The third line of the second stanza has been al- 
tered. The author wrote : 

" And all my language pure shall tell." 

The third and fourth stanzas were written on 
Psa. ciii, 3: 

" Who forgiveth all thine iniquities ; who healeth 
all thy diseases." 

The third stanza was, originally : 

" Saviour, I long to testify 
The fulness of Thy gracious power : 

might Thy Spirit the blood apply, 
Which bought for me the peace; and more ! " 

These changes were made by John Wesley for 
his Collection, 1780. 
From Short Scripture Hymns, 1762. 

O 3 3 Entire purification. C. M, 

FOREVER here my rest shall be, 
Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, 
4 'For me the Saviour died." 

2 My dying Saviour, and my God, 
Fountain for guilt and sin, 

Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 

3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; 
Wash me, and mine thou art ; 

Wash me, but not my feet alone, 
My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 The atonement of thy blood apply, 
Till faith to sight improve ; 
Till hope in full fruition die, 
And all my soul be love. 


The original title to this favorite hymn is : Christ 
our Righteousness. 1 Cor. i ; 30. 

The first two stanzas, which have been omitted, 
are as follows : 

1 " Jesus, Thou art my Kighteousness, 
For all my sins were Thine : 

Thy death hath bought of God my peace. 
Thy life hath made Him mine. 

2 " Spotless and just, in Thee 1 am ; 
I feel my sins forgiven ; 

I taste salvation in Thy name, 
And antedate my heaven." 



Two lines have been changed. 
Verse two, line three : 

" Sprinkle me ever in Thy blood. 
Verse four, line three : 

" Till hope shall in fruition die." 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

534 Perfect rest from sin. CM. 

JESUS, the sinner's rest thou art, 
From guilt, and fear, and pain ; 
While thou art absent from the heart 
We look for rest in vain. 

2 O when wilt thou my Saviour be? 
O when shall I be clean? 

The true eternal Sabbath see, — 
A perfect rest from sin? 

3 The consolations of thy word 
My soul have long upheld ; 

The faithful promise of the Lord 
Shall surely be fulfilled. 

4 I look to my incarnate God 
Till he his work begin ; 

xlnd wait till his redeeming blood 
Shall cleanse me from all sin. 


If we were to guess at the authorship of this hymn, 
upon internal evidence, we should say it was one of 
Charles Wesley's hymns on sanctiiication. Stanzas 
one and two have been transposed. 

In verse one, line three, the original is, " my 
heart; and verse one, line four, "/ look." There 
are four additional stanzas. 

From Poems on Sacred Subjects. Dublin, 1759. 

For biographical sketch of author, see No 415. 

535 The gift of righteousness. CM. 

I ASK the gift of righteousness, 
The sin-subduing power; 
Power to believe, and go in peace, 
And never grieve Thee more. 

2 I ask the blood-bought pardon sealed, 
The liberty from sin, 

The grace infused, the love revealed, 
The kingdom fixed within. 

3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray ; 
Thou seest my heart's desire ; 

Made ready in thy powerful day, 
Thy fullness I require. 

4 My restless soul cries out, oppressed, 
Impatient to be freed ; 

Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, 
Till I am saved indeed. 

5 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, 
So arm me with thy power, 

That I to sin may never cleave, 
May never feel it more. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 

It is written on Mark xi, 24 : 

" What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, 
believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have 

The first double stanza, and half of the last, have 
been omitted: 

" Jesus, the irrevocable word, 

Thy gracious lips hath passed. 
And trusting in my faithful Lord, 

I shall be saved at last ; 
Whate'er I ask with longing heart, 

Expecting to receive, 
Almighty God, Thou ready art, 

And promisest to give." 

" Art Thou not able to convert, 

Art Thou not willing, too, 
To change this old rebellious heart, 

To conquer and renew ? " 

The author wrote the first line of the fourth 
stanza : 


soul cries out, oppress' d 

thus giving the line one redundant syllable ; and so 
it remains in the Wesleyan Collection to this day. It 
read the same in this collection up to the year 1849. 

536 Steadfast faith. CM. 

MY God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
And will not quit my claim, 
Till all I have is lost in tnine, 
And all renewed I am. 

2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
And will not let thee go, 

Till steadfastly by faith I stand, 
And all thy goodness know. 

3 Love only can the conquest win, 
The strength of sin subdue : 

Come, O my Saviour, cast out sin, 
And form my soul anew. 



4 No longer then my heart shall mourn, 

While, sanctified by grace, 
I only for thy glory burn, 

And always see thy face. 


Title : " Against Hope, Believing in Hope." 
Twelve stanzas. These are numbers one, two, 
five, and eleven. No. 518 is a part of the same. 
The third line of the third stanza, Wesley wrote: 

" Mine own unconquerable sin," 

and the second line of the last stanza, 

u While purified by grace." 

These changes were made for the Supplement to 
the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book, 1808. 

537 Thy will be done. Matt, vi, 10 CM. 

THY presence, Lord, the place shall fill ; 
My heart shall be thy throne ; 
Thy holy, just, and perfect will, 
Shall in my flesh be done. 

2 I thank thee for the present grace, 
And now in hope rejoice, 

In confidence to see thy face, 
And always hear thy voice. 

3 I have the things I ask of thee ; 
What more shall I require? 

That still my soul may restless be, 
And only thee desire. 

4 Thy only will be done, not mine, 
But make me, Lord, thy home ; 

Come as thou wilt, I that resign, 
But O, my Jesus, come ! 


Title: At Waking. 

Part of a hymn of fourteen stanzas, beginning : 

" Giver and Guardian of my sleep," 
To praise Thy name I wake." 

This hymn is composed of verses ten, eleven, 
twelve, and fourteen. 

Slight changes have been made in two lines. 
In verse three, line two, the original is : 

" What shall I more require ! " 

and in verse four, line three : 

" Come when Thou wilt, I that resign." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

538 For patience and sanctity. C. M. 

DEEPEN the wound thy hands have 
In this weak, helpless soul, 
Till mercy, with its balmy aid, 
Descend to make me whole. 

2 The sharpness of thy two-edged sword 
Enable me to endure, 

Till bold to say, "My hallowing Lord 
Hath wrought a perfect cure." 

3 I see the exceeding broad command, 
Which all contains in one : 

Enlarge my heart to understand 
The mystery unknown. 

4 O that, with all thy saints, I might 
By sweet experience prove 

What is the length, and breadth, and height. 
And depth, of perfect love ! 


This is a combination of two of the Short Hymn* 
on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, 1762. 

The first two stanzas are founded on Deut 
xxxii, 39 : 

" I wound, and I heal." 

Verses three and four were written on Psa. 
cxix, 96 : 

" 1 have seen an end of all perfection : but thy 
commandment is exceeding broad." 

Only half of the last hymn is given. The first 
part is as follows : 

" I, too, the broad command have seen, 

Enlightened, Lord, by Thee, 
And may attain, through faith, the mean, 

That spotless charity : 
Holy and just I may appear, 

Before I hence remove : 
The end of all perfection here, 

The law fulfilled, is love." 

The author wrote "cry" instead of "say" ia 
verse two, line three. 

O 3 9 The hope of our calling. C. M. 

TTTHAT is our calling's glorious hope, 
VV But inward holiness ? 
For this to Jesus I look up; 
I calmly wait for this. 

2 I wait till he shall touch me clean, 

Shall life and power impart, 
Give me the faith that casts out sin, 

And purifies the heart. 



3 When Jesus makes my heart his home, 
My sin shall all depart ; 

And, lo! he saith, "I quickly come, 
To fill and rule thy heart." 

4 Be it according to thy word; 
Redeem me from all sin ; 

My heart would now receive thee, Lord ; 
Come in, my Lord, come in ! 


The last part of a hymn of fourteen stanzas, 
founded on Titus ii, 14 : 

" Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem 
us from all iniquity." 

These are stanzas nine, ten, thirteen, and four- 
teen. John Wesley altered a few words for his 
Collection of 1780. 

In verse two, line three, the original has "roots" 
instead of " casts ; " and in verse three, line one, 
"soul" instead of "heart." 

In the second stanza, first line, we have a happy 
allusion to the healing of the leper by a touch of 
our Lord. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

O4:0 -Panting for fullness of love. C. P. M. 

OLO VE divine, how sweet thou art ! 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by thee? 

1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; 
Its riches are unsearchable ; 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length, the breadth, the height. 

3 God only knows the love of God; 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ! 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine; 

Be mine this better part. 

4 O that I could forever sit 
With Mary at the Master's feet ! 

Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight, and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 

5 O that I could, with favored John, 
Recline my weary head upon 

The dear Redeemer's breast ! 
From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 

My everlasting rest. 


Title : Desiring to Love. 
Original of verse two, line six : 

" The length, and breadth, and height." 

Two stanzas, the fifth and seventh, of this won- 
derful hymn are omitted : 

5 " O that with humbled Peter, I 
Could weep, believe, and thrice reply, 

My faithfulness to prove : 
' Thou knowest,' for all to Thee is known, 
' Thou knowest,' O Lord, and Thou alone, 

' Thou knowest ' that Thee I love." 

7 " Thy only love do I require, 
Nothing in earth beneath desire, 

Nothing in heaven above ; 
Let earth and heaven, and all things go, 
Give me Thy only love to know, 

Give me Thy only love." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

54: 1 The blessed hope. C. P. M. 

BUT can it be that I should prove 
Forever faithful to thy love, 
From sin forever cease? 

1 thank thee for the blessed hope ; 
It lifts my drooping spirits up ; 

It gives me back my peace. 

2 In thee, O Lord, I put my trust, 
Mighty, and merciful, and just ; 

Thy sacred word is passed ; 
And I, who dare thy word believe, 
Without committing sin shall live, 

Shall live to God at last. 

3 I rest in thine almighty power; 
The name of Jesus is my tower 

That hides my life above : 
Thou canst, thou wilt, my helper be ; 
My confidence is all in thee, 

The faithful God of love. 

4 Wherefore, in never-ceasing prayer, 
My soul to thy continual care 

I faithfully commend; 
Assured that thou through life wilt save, 
And show thyself beyond the grave 

My everlasting Friend. 




Title: In Temptation. Two stanzas, the third 
and fifth, of this tine hymn are omitted : 

3 " No more shall sin its sway maintain, 
No longer in my members reign, 

Or captivate my heart. 
Upheld "by Thy victorious grace, 
1 walk henceforth in all Thy ways, 

And never will depart." 

5 " While still to Thee for help 1 call, 
Tnou wilt not suffer me to fall, 

Thou canst not let me sin : 
And Thou shalt give me power to pray, 
Till all my sins arc purged away, 

And all Thy mind brought in." 

The original has "keeper" instead of "helper" 
in verse three, line four; and "shalt" instead of 
" wilt" in verse four, line four. 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 

542 The glorious hope. C. P. M. 

GLORIOUS hope of perfect love! 
It lifts me up to things above ; 
It bears on eagles' wings ; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for some moments feast 
With Jesus' priests and kings. 

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 

I stand, and from the mountain top 

See all the land below : 
Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 

In endless plenty grow. 

3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
Favored with God's peculiar smile, 

With every blessing blest; 
There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, 
And keeps his own in perfect peace, 

And everlasting rest. 

4 O that I might at once go up ; 
No more on this side Jordan stop, 

But now the land possess ; 
This moment end my legal years, 
Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears, 

A howling wilderness ! 


From a hymn of two parts, entitled Desiring to 
Love. Part first has eleven stanzas ; part second 
has eight. This hymn is made up of verses four to 
seven, inclusive, of part second. They are unal- 

This is a remarkable hymn and a great favorite ; 
hut the closing impression is not a very happy one. 
If the next stanza had been added it would have 
been better: 

" Now, O my Joshua, bring me in, 
Cast out my foes ; the inbred sin, 

The carnal mind remove ; 
The purchase of Thy death divide ; 
And O, with all the sanctified, 

Give me a lot of love." 

54:3 Power over temptation. C. P. M. 

HELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, 
And still my tempted soul stand by 
Throughout the evil day ; 
The sacred watchfulness impart, 
And keep the issues of my heart, 
And stir me up to pray. 

2 My soul with thy whole armor arm ; 
In each approach of sin alarm, 

And show the danger near : 
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me, 
And fill with godly jealousy 

And sanctifying fear. 

3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, 
O let me see thy gathering frown, 

And feel thy warning eye ; 
And, starting, cry from ruin's brink, 
" Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink; 

O save me, or I die. " 

4 If near the pit I rashly stray, 
Before I wholly fall away, 

The keen conviction dart ; 
Recall me by that pitying look, 
That kind, upbraiding glance, which broke 

Unfaithful Peter's heart. 

5 In me thine utmost mercy show 
And make me like thyself below, 

Unblamable in grace ; 
Ready prepared and fitted here, 
By perfect holiness, to appear 

Before thy glorious face. 


Title : In Temptation. 

The author wrote "this evil day " in verse one, 
line three ; and "feeble hands " in verse three, line 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 

There were five volumes published by the Wes- 
leys under this title. The first three, distinguished 
by their dates, 1739, 1740, 1742, bore the names of 
the brothers, John and Charles Wesley. The other 
two were entitled Hymns and Sacred Poems, in 
two volumes. By Charles Wesley, M. A., Student 
of Christ Church, Oxford. Bristol, 1749. John 
Wesley says, in his Plain Account of Christian 
Perfection, that he did not see these volumes before 
they were printed, and that they contained some 
things which he could not approve. 



04r4 A present help in trouble. C. P. M. 

OGOD, thy faithfulness I plead, 
My present help in time of need, 
My great Deliverer thou ! 
Haste to mine aid, thine ear incline, 
And rescue this poor soul of mine : 
I claim the promise now. 

2 One only way the erring mind 

Of man, short-sighted man, can find, 

From inbred sin to fly : 
Stronger than love, I fondly thought 
Death, only death, can cut the knot, 

Which love cannot untie. 

3 But thou, O Lord, art full of grace; 
Thy love can find a thousand ways 

To foolish man unknown : 
My soul upon thy love I cast ; 
I rest me, till the storm be past, 

Upon thy love alone. 

4 Thy faithful, wise, almighty love 
Shall every stumbling-block remove, 

And make an open way : 
Thy love shall burst the shades of death, 
And bear me from the gulf beneath, 

To everlasting day. 


Title : In Temptation. 

Eight stanzas ; these are numbered one, five, six, 
and seven. 

In the first line of the third verse the author 
wrote '■''rich in grace; " and in the second line of 
the fourth verse : 

"Shall every obstacle remove." 

These changes were made by John Wesley for 
his Collection in 1780. His alterations are usually 
improvements ; but these, in my opinion, are not. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

O 4o The pure in heart shall see God. C. P. M. 

SAVIOUR, on me the grace bestow, 
That, with thy children, I may know 
My sins on earth forgiven ; 
Give me to prove the kingdom mine, 
And taste, in holiness divine, 
The happiness of heaven. 

2 Me with that restless thirst inspire, 
That sacred, infinite desire, 

And feast my hungry heart ; 
Less than thyself cannot suffice ; 
My soul for all thy fullness cries, 

For all thou hast and art. 

3 Jesus, the crowning grace impart ; 
Bless me with purity of heart, 

That, now beholding thee, 
I soon may view thy open face, 
On all thy glorious beauties gaze, 

And God forever see. 


From Hymns on the Four Gospels and Acts <>f the 
Apostles, by Charles Wesley. The first stanza is 
founded on Matt, v, 3 : 

" Blessed are the poor in spirit : for tbeirs is the 
kingdom of heaven." 

Some changes have been made in the first lines : 

" Jesus, on me the want bestow, 
Which all who feel shall surely know 
Their sins on earth forgiven." 

The second stanza is founded on the sixth verse : 

" Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst 
after righteousness : for they shall be filled." 

And the third stanza upon the eighth verse : 

" Blessed are the pure in heart : for they shall 
see God." 

546 Mourning departed joys. C. M. 

SWEET was the time when first I felt 
The Saviour's pardoning blood 
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
And bring me home to God. 

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, 
His praises tuned my tongue ; 

And when the evening shades prevailed, 
His love was all my song. 

3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, 
And saw his glory shine ; 

And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 

4 But now, when evening shade prevails, 
My soul in darkness mourns ; 

And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

5 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 
O make my soul thy care ; 

I know thy mercy cannot fail ; 
Let me that mercy share. 


Founded upon Job xxix, 2 : 

" that I were as in months past." 



Three stanzas, the third, fifth, and seventh, arc 
omitted : 

3 " In vain the tempter spread his wiles, 
The world no more could charm ; 

I lived upon my Saviour's smiles, 
And leaned upon his arm." 

5 " Then to his saints I often spoke, 

Of what his love had done ; 
But now my heart is almost broke 

For all my joys are gone." 

7 " My prayers are now a chatt'ring noise, 

For Jesus hides his face ; 
I read, the promise meets my eyes, 

But will not reach my case." 

The last stanza has been so altered that the 
author would hardly dare to claim it. Newton 
wrote : 

" Now Satan threatens to prevail, 

And make my soul his prey ; 
Yet, Lord, thy mercies cannot fail, 

come without delay." 

These changes were doubtless made by 
editors of the 1849 edition of this collection. 
From Olney Hymns, 1779. 


o47 Sad reflections on spiritual sloth. CM. 

MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
Awake, my sluggish soul! 
Nothing hath half thy work to do, 
Yet nothing's half so dull. 

2 Go to the ants ! for one poor grain 
See how they toil and strive ; 

Yet we, who have a heaven to obtain, 
How negligent we live ! 

3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
And stars their courses move ; 

We, for whose guard the angel bands 
Come flying from above ; 

4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 
And labored for our good ; 

I low careless to secure that crown 
He purchased with his blood ! 

i> Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 

And never act our parts? 
Come, holy Dove, from the heavenly hill, 

And warm our frozen hearts ! 

6 Give us with active warmth to move, 

With vigorous souls to rise ; 
With hands of faith, and wings of love, 

To fly and take the prize. 


Title : Complaining of Spiritual Sloth. 
This hymn has been altered somewhat. The 
first part of the second stanza Watts wrote : 

" The little ants for one poor grain 
Labor, and tug, and strive." 

The last line of the fifth stanza was originally 
written : 

" And sit and warm our hearts," 
and the last stanza was in this form : 

" Tlcen shall our active spirits move, 

Upwards our souls shall rise ; 
With hands of faith and wings of love 

We'll fly and take the prize." 

These changes were made at least a century ago. 
Those in the second and fifth verses are improve- 
ments. The change in the last stanza, I think, is 
not for the better. 

There is an easy majesty in some of Watts's stan- 
zas that no otherhymnist has reached. An illus- 
tration of this can be seen in verses three and 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

548 Returning to Christ. CM. 

MY head is low, my heart is sad, 
My feet with travel torn, 
Yet, O my Saviour, thou art glad 
To see thy child return. 

2 It was thy love that homeward led, 
Thine arm that upward stayed ; 

It is thy hand which on my head 
Is now in mercy laid. 

3 O Saviour, in this broken heart 
Confirm the trembling will, 

Which longs to reach thee where thou art, 
Rest in thee and be still. 

4 Within that bosom which hath shed 
Both tears and blood for me, 

O let me hide this aching head, 
Once pressed and blessed by thee. 


Title : Penitential Confirmation Hymn. The 
original contains five eight-lined stanzas. This is 
composed of the first and fourth stanzas, unaltered. 
It is founded on Luke xv, 24 : 

" This my son was dead, and is alive again ; he 
was lost, and is found." 

From Hymns of Love and Praise. London, 

For biographical sketch of the author, see No. 



549 For the return of the Spirit. C M. 

OFOR a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame; 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
When first I saw the Lord? 

Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word? 

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 
How sweet their memory still ! 

But they have left an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
Sweet messenger of rest ! 

I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 
Whate'er that idol be, 

Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame ; 

So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 


Title : Walking with God. 

It was suggested by Gen. v, 24 : 

" And Enoch walked with God : and he was not ; 
for God took him." 

The fact that this hymn is found in the Hymnals 
of all the Churches ; and usually, as here, without a 
word of change, is the highest possible praise. 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

For biography of Cowper, see No. 44. 

550 Faint, yet pursuing. CM. 

S pants the hart for cooling streams, 


When heated in the chase, 
So longs my soul, O God, for thee, 
And thy refreshing grace. 

2 For thee my God, the living God, 
My thirsty soul doth pine ; 

O when shall I behold thy face, 
Thou Majesty divine? 

3 I sigh to think of happier days, 
When thou, O Lord, wast nigh ; 

When every heart was tuned to praise, 
And none more blest than I. 

4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of him who is thy God, 

Thy Saviour and thy King. 


This is a part of an excellent metrical version of 
Psalm xlii. These are stanzas one, two, four, and 

The third stanza has been entirely changed, ex- 
cept the first two words : 

"I sigh, whene'er my musing thoughts 

Those happy days present, 
When I, with troops of pious friends, 

Thy temple did frequent." 

The last line of the hymn was originally : 

" Thy healWs eternal spring.'''' 

From A New Version of the Psalms of David, 
For biographies, see Nos. 13 and 120. 

551 God gracious to the contrite. CM. 

COME, let us to the Lord our God 
With contrite hearts return ; 
Our God is gracious, nor will leave 
The desolate to mourn. 

2 His voice commands the tempest forth, 
And stills the stormy wave ; 

His arm, though it be strong to smite, 
Is also strong to save. 

3 Our hearts, if God we seek to know, 
Shall know him and rejoice ; 

His coming like the morn shall be, 
Like morning songs his voice. 

4 As dew upon the tender herb, 
Diffusing fragrance round; 

As showers that usher in the spring, 
And cheer the thirsty ground ; 

5 So shall his presence bless our souls, 
And shed a joyful light ; 

That hallowed morn shall chase away 
The sorrows of the night. 


A paraphrase of Hosea vi, 1-3 : 

" Come, and let us return unto the Lord : for he 
hath torn, and he will heal us ; he hath smitten, 
and he will bind us up. After two days will he 
revive us : in the third day he will raise us up, and 
we shall live in his sight. Then shall we know, if 
we follow on to know the Lord : his going forth is 
prepared as the morning ; and he shall come unto 
us as the rain, as the latter and former rain unto 
the earth." 



One stanza, the third, is omitted : 

" Loner hath the night of sorrow reigned : 

the dawn shall bring us light : 
God shall appear, and we shall r 

with gladness in his sight." 

Contributed to the Scotch Paraphrases, 1770. 
has not been altered 
For biographical sketch of author, see No. 184. 


552 Love to the. Saviour. 7. 

HARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
Tis thy Saviour, — hear his word: 
Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee : 
" Say, poor sinner, lov^t thou me? " 

2 " I delivered thee when bound, 
And, when bleeding, healed thy wound ; 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 u Can a mother's tender care 
Cease toward the child she bare ! 
Yes. she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 M Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above ; 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of faith is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be ; 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" 

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
That my love is weak and faint, 
Yet I love thee and adore : 

O for grace to love thee more ! 


Original title : " Lov est thou Me. n John xxi, 16. 
One word ha* been changed. In the second line 
of the fifth stanza Cowper wrote : 

11 When the work of grace is done." 

Some Arminian hymn editor made this change, 
because he thought that " grace " savored of Cal- 
vinism. It ought to be restored out of regard to 
the author. 

The third stanza of this hymn is a reproduction 
of a remarkable passage in Isaiah xlix, 15. 

From the Gospel Magazine, 1771. 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 44. 

S. M. 

553 God's absence deprecated. 

OTHOU", whose mercy hears 
Contrition's humble sigh; 
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye; ' 

2 See, at thy throne of grace, 
A wretched wanderer mourn : 

Bast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
Hast thou not said, " Return ? " 

3 Shall guilty fears prevail 
To drive me from thy feet ? 

O let not this last refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat. 

4 Absent from thee, my Light, 
Without one cheering ray, 

Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
How desolate my way ! 

5 On this benighted heart 
With beams of mercy shine ; 

And let thy voice again impart 
A taste of joy divine. 


Author's title : Absence from God. 

This hymn has been changed from common to 
short meter, by the omission of two syllables 
from the first line of each stanza. 

There is one additional verse : 

6 " Thy presence only can bestow, 
Delights which never cloy ; 

Be this my solace here below, 
And my eternal joy." 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, by 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 
For biography of author, see No. 63. 

04: The icanderer returning. S. M. 

HOW oft this wretched heart 
Has wandered from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet mercy calls, u Return; " 
Saviour, to thee I come : 

My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
O take the wanderer home. 

3 Thy love so free, so sweet, 
Blest Saviour, I adore ; 

O keep me at thy sacred feet, 
And let me rove no more. 


Author's title: Pardoning Love. Written on 
Jer. iii. 22 : 

" Return, ye backsliding children, and I will heal 
your backsliding>. " 

It has been altered from common to short meter 



This can usually be done very easily. Here are the 
first lines with the omitted words italicized : 

" How oft, alas, this wretched heart." 
" Yet sovereign mercy calls, ' Return.' " 
" Thy pardoning love so free, so sweet." 

Two stanzas, the third and fourth of the original, 
are omitted : 

3 " And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive 
And bid my crimes remove ? 

And shall a pardoned rebel live 
To speak thy wondrous love ? 

4 " Almighty grace, thy healing power 
How glorious, how divine ! 

That can to life and bliss restore 
So vile a heart as mine." 

From Poems on Subjects 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 
See No. 63. 

chiefly Devotional, by 


555 The warning voice of Jesus. S. M. 

GRACIOUS Redeemer, shake 
This slumber from my soul ! 
Say to me now, "Awake, awake! 
And Christ shall make thee whole." 

2 Lay to thy mighty hand ; 
Alarm me in this hour ; 

And make me fully understand 
The thunder of thy power. 

3 Give me on thee to call 
Always to watch and pray, 

Lest I into temptation fall, 
And cast my shield away. 

4 For each assault prepared, 
And ready may I be ; 

Forever standing on my guard, 
And looking up to thee. 

5 O do thou always warn 
My soul of evil near; 

When to the right or left I turn, 
Thy voice still let me hear : 

6 "Comeback! this is the way ; 
Come back, and walk therein ; " 

O may I hearken and obey, 
And shun the paths of sin. 


This is part of one of a number of Hymns for the 

There are ten eight-lined stanzas. These are the 
fifth, sixth, and seventh, verbatim. 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 



S. M. 

Commending the soul to God. 

THOU seest my feebleness ; 
Jesus, be thou my power, 
My help and refuge in distress, 
My fortress and my tower. 

2 Give me to trust in thee ; 
Be thou my sure abode : 

My horn, and rock, and buckler be, 
My Saviour and my God. 

3 Myself I cannot save, 
Myself I cannot keep, 

But strength in thee I surely have, 
Whose eyelids never sleep. 

4 My soul to thee alone, 
Now therefore I commend ; 

Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, 
And love me to the end. 


Composed of stanzas nine and ten of the same as 
the last. The beginning of this hymn is awkward, 
and might be arranged in this form : 

" Jesus, be thou my power ; 

Thou seest my feebleness ; 
Be thou my fortress and my tower, 

My refuge in distress." 

The second stanza of the original begins : 

" Cause me to trust in thee." 
The last two lines were written : 

" Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own, 
Shalt love me to the end." 

These changes were made by John Wesley for his 
Collection of 1780. 

557 Restore my peace. 

JESUS, full of grace, 

S. M. 

To thee I make my moan : 
Let me again behold thy face, 
Call home thy banished one. 

2 Again my pardon seal, 
Again my soul restore, 

And freely my backslid ings heal, 
And bid me sin no more. 

3 Wilt thou not bid me rise ? 
Speak, and my soul shall live ; 

' ' Forgive, " my stricken spirit cries, 
"Abundantly forgive." 



4 Thine utmost mercy show ; 

Say to my drooping soul, 
' ' In peace and full assurance go ; 

Thy faith hath made thee whole." 


From a hymn of six eight-lined stanzas. This is 
made up of the third, the first part of the fourth, 
and the last part of the sixth. 

It is full of the broken-hearted pleading of a 
poor backslider. In the third line of the third 
stanza Wesley wrote "gasping spirit," and in 
the first line of the last stanza "Thy utmost," 


From Hymns on God's Everlasting Love, 1741. 

7, 6, 8. 

558 Humility and contrition. 

JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain, like Peter, weep. 
Let me be by grace restored ; 

On me be all long-suffering shown; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, 
Repentance to impart, 

Give me, through thy dying love. 
The humble, contrite heart ; 

Give what I have long implored, 
A portion of thy grief unknown ; 

Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

3 See me, Saviour, from above, 
Nor suffer me to die ; 

Life, and happiness, and love 
Drop from thy gracious eye : 

Speak the reconciling word, 

And let thy mercy melt me down; 

Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

4 Look, as when thy languid eye 

Was closed that we might live ; 
" Father," at the point to die 

My Saviour prayed, ' ' forgive ! " 
Surely, with that dying word, 

He 'turns, and 1 ooks, and cries, ' ' 'Tis done !" 
O my bleeding, loving Lord, 

Thou break'st my heart of stone' 


Part of one of several hymns For One Fallen 
from Grace. 

Twelve stanzas, of which these are verses one, 
two, six, and twelve. One word has been changed. 
In the fourth line of the last stanza Wesley wrote : 

" My Saviour gasped, ' forgive.' " 

For this improvement we are indebted to the 
editors of the 1849 edition of the hymn book. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems. By Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 

559 The deceitfulness of sin. 7, 6, 8. 

JESUS, Friend of sinners, hear 
Yet once again, I pray ; 
From my debt of sin set clear, 

For I have naught to pay : 
Speak, O speak the kind release; 

A poor backsliding soul restore; 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 
And bid me sin no more. 

2 For my selfishness and pride 
Thou hast withdrawn thy grace ; 

Left me long to wander wide, 

An outcast from thy face ; 
But I now my sins confess, 

And mercy, mercy, I implore ; 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 

And bid me sin no more. 

3 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread 
A hardness o'er my heart; 

But if thou thy Spirit shed, 

The stony shall depart : 
Shed thy love, thy tenderness, 

And let me feel thy softening power ; 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 

And bid me sin no more. 


Author's title : A Prayer for Restoring Grace. 

These are verses one, two, and four, unaltered, 
of a hymn of six stanzas. 

In the refrain reference is made to the words of 
Jesus in John viii, 11 : 

" Go, and sin no more." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

5 U Zeal implored. L. M. 

OTHOU who all things canst control. 
Chase this dread slumber from my soul 
With joy and fear, with love and awe, 
Give me to keep thy perfect law. 

2 O may one beam of thy blest light 
Pierce through, dispel, the shade of night 
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire ; 
With holy, conquering zeal inspire. 

3 For zeal I sigh, for zeal I pant; 
Yet heavy is my soul, and faint: 
With steps unwavering, undismayed, 
Give me in all thy paths to tread. 



4 With outstretched hands, and streaming 

Oft I begin to grasp the prize ; 
I groan, I strive, I watch, I pray ; 
But ah! my zeal soon dies away. 

5 The deadly slumber then I feel 
Afresh upon my spirit steal : 

Rise, Lord, stir up thy quickening power, 
And wake me that I sleep no more. 


Title : Spiritual Slumber. 

The German authorwasSigmundC.Gmelin (1679- 
1707). The translation has one additional stanza : 

6 " Single of heart, O ! may I be, 
Nothing may I desire but Thee ; 
Far, far from me the world remove, 
And all that holds me from Thy love/' 

This hymn has never found a place in the Wes- 
leyan Collection. It came into this collection in the 
Supplement of 1808. It first appeared in Hymns 
and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

It has not been altered. 

561 Peace in the favor of God. L. M. 

WHERE is now that glowing love 
That marked our union with the Lord? 
Our hearts were fixed on things above, 
Nor could the world a joy afford. 

2 Where is the zeal that led us then 
To make our Saviour's glory known? 

That freed us from the fear of men, 
And kept our eye on him alone? 

3 Where are the happy seasons, spent 
In fellowship with him we loved? 

The sacred joy, the sweet content, 
The blessedness that then we proved? 

4 Behold, again we turn to thee ; 

O cast us not away, though vile : 
No peace we have, no joy we see, 
O Lord our God, but in thy smile. 


Scripture motto, Jeremiah ii, 2 : 

" Thus saith the Lord ; I remember thee, the 
kindness of thy youth, the love of thine espousals." 

Three stanzas, the second, fifth, and seventh, 
have been omitted : 

2 u So strange did love like his appear, 
That love that made him bear the cross, 

No other subject pleased our ear, 
The world for this appeared but loss." 

5 " To thee, our God, we own our sin, 
Of thee we have forgetful proved ; 

As one who leaves her lord we' ve been, 
As one unfaithful, though beloved." 

7 " And, oh ! renew our former love ; 

Yea, let it never cease to grow, 
Till, brightened and refined above, 

A pure celestial flame it glow." 

The stanzas given are not altered. 
From the author's Hymns on Various Passages 
of Scripture, 1809. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 54. 


O 6 3 For the fire of divine love. L. 

OTHOU who earnest from above, 
The pure celestial fire to impart, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
On the mean altar of my heart. 

2 There let it for thy glory burn, 
With inextinguishable blaze ; 

And trembling to its source return, 
In humble prayer and fervent praise. 

3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire 

To work, and speak, and think for thee ; 
Still let me guard the holy fire, 
And still stir up thy gift in me. 

4 Ready for all thy perfect will, 
My acts of faith and love repeat, 

Till death thy endless mercies seal, 
And make the sacrifice complete. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 

This was written on Lev. vi, 13 : 

" The tire shall ever be burning upon the altar : 
it shall never go out." 

It is unaltered and complete. John Wesley said 
that his experience might always be found in these 

563 Onward, Christian soldiers. 6, 5. 

ONWARD, Christian soldiers! 
Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ, the royal Master, 
Leads against the foe ; 
Forward into battle, 
See, his banners go ! 

Onward, Christian soldiers! 

Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 



2 At the sign of triumph 
Satan's host doth flee; 

On, then, Christian soldiers, 

On to victory ! 
Hell's foundations quiver 

At the shout of praise ; 
Brothers, lift your voices, 

Loud your anthems raise. 

3 Like a mighty army 
Moves the Church of God ; 

Brothers, we are treading 
AVhere the saints have trod ; 

We are not divided, 
All one body we, 

One in hope and doctrine, 
One in charity. 

4 Crowns and thrones may perish, 
Kingdoms rise and wane, 

But the Church of Jesus 

Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that Church prevail ; 
We have Christ's own promise, 

And that cannot fail. 

5 Onward, then, ye people! 
Join our happy throng, 

Blend with ours your voices 

In the triumph- song; 
Glory, laud, and honor 

Unto Christ the King, 
This through countless ages 

Men and angels sing. 


This hymn was first published in the Church 
Times, 1865. It is entire and unaltered as found in 
Hymns Ancient and Modern^ 1875. 

The Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould, a clergyman of 
the Church of England, was born in 1834. 

6, 5. 

O 64: Forward into light. 

FORWARD ! be our watchword, 
Steps and voices joined ; 
Seek the things before us, 

Not a look behind : 
Burns the fiery pillar 

At our army's head ; 
Who shall dream of shrinking, 

By our Captain led? 
Forward through the desert, 

Through the toil and fight : 
Jordan flows before us, 

Zion beams with light ! 

2 Forward ! flock of Jesus, 
Salt of all the earth, 

Till each yearning purpose 

Spring to glorious birth : 
Sick, they ask for healing; 

Blind, they grope for day; 
Pour upon the nations 

Wisdom's loving ray. 
Forward, out of error, 

Leave behind the night ; 
Forward through the darkness, 

Forward into light ! 

3 Glories upon glories 
Hath our God prepared, 

By the souls that love him 

One day to be shared : 
Eye hath not beheld them, 

Ear hath never heard ; 
Nor of these hath uttered 

Thought or speech a word : 
Forward, marching eastward 

Where the heaven is bright, 
Till the veil be lifted, 

Till our faith be sight ! 

4 Far o'er yon horizon 
Rise the city towers, 

Where our God abideth ; 

That fair home is ours : 
Flash the streets with jasper, 

Shine the gates with gold; 
Flows the gladdening river 

Shedding joys untold; 
Thither, onward thither, 

In the Spirit's might : 
Pilgrims to your country, 

Forward into light ! 


Written upon Exod. xiv, 15 : 

11 Speak unto the children of Israel, that they go 

The original has eight stanzas ; these are the 
first, third^ fourth, and fifth, unaltered. 

The Eev. Henry Alford is widely known as the 
author of The Greek Testament with JVotes. He 
was born at London in 1810 ; was pious from his 
youth, and in his sixteenth year wrote the follow- 
ing dictation in his Bible : 

" I do this day, in the presence of God and my 
own soul, renew my covenant with God, and 
solemnly determine henceforth to become his, and 
to do his work as far as in me lies." 

Ho was educated at Trinity College, Cambridge ; 
ordained in 1833, and soon made a reputation as an 
eloquent preacher and sound biblical critic. He 
was appointed Dean of Canterbury in 1857, which 
distinction he held to the day of his death in 1871. 



GOO Work, while it is day. 7, 6, 5. 

WORK, for the night is coming, 
"Work through the morning hours 
Work, while the dew is sparkling, 

Work 'mid springing flowers ; 
Work, when the day grows brighter, 

Work in the glowing sun ; 

Work, for the night is coming, 

When man's work is done. 

2 Work, for the night is coming, 
Work through the sunny noon ; 

Fill brightest hours with labor, 

Rest comes sure and soon. 
Give every flying minute 

Something to keep in store : 
Work, for the night is coming, 

When man works no more. 

3 Work, for the night is coming, 
Under the sunset skies; 

While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for daylight flies. 
Work till the last beam fadeth, 

Fadeth to shine no more ; 
Work while the night is darkening, 

When man's work is o'er. 


The Hymnal and other books attribute this to 
the Rev. Sidney Dyer, the author of Resting By 
and By, and other pieces ; but Mr. Dyer writes : 
" I have never claimed this hymn, and know not 
who put my name to it." 

The author is now said to be Annie L. Walker, 
of Canada. 

566 The spiritual warfare. 7,7,7,6. 

SOLDIERS of the cross, arise ! 
Lo ! your Leader from the skies 
Waves before you glory's prize, 

The prize of victory. 
Seize your armor, gird it on ; 
Now the battle will be won ; 
See, the strife will soon be done ; 
Then struggle manfully. 

2 Now the fight of faith begin, 
Be no more the slaves of sin, 
Strive the victor's palm to win, 

Trusting in the Lord : 
Gird ye on the armor bright, 
Warriors of the King of light, 
Never yield, nor lose by flight 

Your divine reward. 

3 Jesus conquered when he fell, 
Met and vanquished earth and hell ; 
Now he leads you on to swell 

The triumphs of his cross. 
Though all earth and hell appear, 
Who will doubt, or who can fear? 
God, our strength and shield, is near ; 

We cannot lose our cause. 

4 Onward, then, ye hosts of God ! 
Jesus points the victor's rod ; 
Follow where your Leader trod ; 

You soon shall see his face. 
Soon, your enemies all slain, 
Crowns of glory you shall gain, 
Soon you'll join that glorious train 

Who shout their Saviour's praise. 


This is one of eight hymns, written for the Chris- 
tian Lyre. New York, 1830. It has been altered and 
improved in four lines since it was first published. 

The second stanza is not Waterbury's, but is 
taken from a hymn of four stanzas written for the 
Christian Lyre by William Mitchell, (1793-1867.) 

The Kev. Jared Bell Waterbury, a Presbyterian 
minister, was born in New York city in 1799. He was 
graduated at Yale College in 1822, and subsequently 
studied theology at Princeton. He was a pastor in 
Hudson, N. Y.; in Boston, and elsewhere. His 
active and useful life closed in Brooklyn in 1876. 

06/ Stand up for Jesus. 7, 6. 

STAND up, stand up for Jesus, 
Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
Lift high his royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss : 

From victory unto victory 

His army shall he lead, 

Till every foe is vanquished 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
The trumpet call obey ; 

Forth to the mighty conflict, 

In this his glorious day : 
" Ye that are men, now serve him," 

Against unnumbered foes ; 
Your courage rise with danger, 

And strength to strength oppose. 

3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
Stand in his strength alone ; 

The arm of flesh will fail you ; 

Ye dare not trust your own : 
Put on the gospel armor, 

Each piece put on with prayer ; 
Where duty calls, or danger, 

Be never wanting there. 



4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 

The strife will not be long; 
This day the noise of battle, 

The next the victor's song : 
To him that overcometh, 

A crown of life shall be ; 
He with the King of glory 

Shall reign eternally. 



This favorite hymn was inspired by the triumph- 
ant death ot the Kev. Dudley Atkins Tyng, the 
gifted son of the Rev. Stephen H. TynffTjD.D. 
Dudley Tyng was rector in Columbus, Ohio, and 
also in Philadelphia, and was an active and suc- 
cessful worker in the great revival of 1857. In the 
following year he met with an accident which 
proved to be fatal. Being asked if he had any mes- 
sage to his brethren in the ministry, he replied : 
" Tell them to stand vp for Jesus." 

The Rev. George Dufheld, D.D., a Presbyterian 
minister, was born in Pennsylvania in 1818, and 
was graduated at Yale College in 1837. He died 
July 6, 1888. The date of the hymn is 1858. 

568 7,6. 

Enduring hardness as good soldiers. 

GO forward, Christian soldier, 
Beneath His banner true : 
The Lord himself, thy Leader, 

Shall all thy foes subdue. 
His love foretells thy trials, 

He knows thine hourly need; 
He can, with bread of heaven, 
Thy fainting spirit feed. 

2 Go forward, Christian soldier, 
Fear not the secret foe ; 

Far more are o'er thee watching 
Than human eyes can know. 

Trust only Christ, thy Captain, 
Cease not to watch and pray ; 

Heed not the treacherous voices, 
That lure thy soul astray. 

3 Go forward, Christian soldier, 
Nor dream of peaceful rest, 

Till Satan's host is vanquished, 
And heaven is all possessed ; 

Till Christ himself shall call thee 
To lay thine armor by, 

And wear, in endless glory, 
The crown of victory. 


There is one additional stanza : 

4 l ' Go forward Christian soldier 
Fear not the gathering night: 

The Lord has been thy shelter, 
The Lord will be thy light : 

When morn his face re\ ealeth, 
Thy dangers all are passed : 

Oh pray that faith and virtue 
May keep thee to the last." 

The Rev. Laurence Tuttiett was born in England 
in 1825; was educated at King's College, London; 
studied medicine, but at length resolved to enter 
the Church. He was ordained by the Bishop of 
London in 1848. 

O 6 9 Battle-hymn of the Reformation. C. P. M. 

FEAR not, O little flock, the foe 
Who madly seeks your overthrow ; 
Dread not his rage and power ; 
What though your courage sometimes faints? 
This seeming triumph o'er God's saints 
Lasts but a little hour. 

2 Fear not, be strong ! your cause belongs 
To him who can avenge your wrongs ; 

Leave all to him, your Lord : 
Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, 
Salvation shall for you arise; 

He girdeth on his sword ! 

3 As true as God's own promise stands, 
Not earth nor hell with all their bands 

Against us shall prevail ; 
The Lord shall mock them from his throne ; 
God is with us ; we are his own ; 

Our victory cannot fail ! 

4 Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer ! 
Great Captain, now thine arm make bare, 

Thy Church with strength defend; 
So shall thy saints and martyrs raise 
A joyful chorus to thy praise, 

Through ages without end. 




Miss "Winkworth's translation is found in Lyra 
Gtrr/ta/nca, first series. This varies from that in 
twelve of its lines. It was the battle-song of Gus- 
tavus Adolphus, King of Sweden. Miss Catherine 
Winkworth, in her Christian Singers of Germany, 
says that the hymn was " long attributed to Alten- 
burg, a pastor of Thuringia* recent researches, 
however, seem to have made it clear that he only 
composed the chorale ; and that the hymn itself 
was written down roughly by Gustavus Adolphus, 
after his victory at Leipsic, and reduced to regular 
verse by his chaplain, Dr. Fabricius, for the use of 
the army." The date of the battle of Leipsic is 
September 7, 1621. Gustavus sang this hymn with 
his army before entering the battle of Lutzen, Nov. 
6, 1632, where he met a triumphant death. The 
Rt\. Jacob Fabricius, D.D., chaplain of the king, 
lived from 1593 to 1654. 



570 Looking unto Jesus. C. P. M. 

ARE there not in the laborer's day 
Twelve hours, in which he safely may 
His calling's work pursue? 
Though sin and Satan still are near, 
Nor sin nor Satan can I fear, 
With Jesus in my view. 

2 Light of the world ! thy beams I bless ; 
On thee, bright Sun of righteousness, 

My faith hath fixed its eye : 
Guided by thee, through all I go, 
Nor fear the ruin spread below, 

For thou art always nigh. 

3 Ten thousand snares my paths beset, 
Yet will I, Lord, the work complete, 

Which thou to me hast given ; 
Regardless of the pains I feel, 
Close by the gates of death and hell, 

I urge my way to heaven. 


The author's title was : The Way of Duty the 
Way of Safety. 
Five stanzas; those omitted are the second and last: 

2 " Not all the powers of hell can fright 
A soul that walks with Christ in light ; 

He walks and cannot fall : 
Clearly he sees, and wins his way, 
Shining unto the perfect day 

And more than conquers all." 

5 " Still will I strive and labor still, 
With humble zeal to do Thy will, 

And trust in Thy defense ; 
My soul into Thy hands I give, 
And, if he can obtain Thy leave, 

Let Satan pluck me thence." 

"Wesley wrote, verse three, line four : 

" Superior to the pains I feel." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Po- 
ems, 1749. 

O 7 1 Loving gratitude. C. P. M. 

BE it my only wisdom here, 
To serve the Lord with filial fear, 
With loving gratitude : 
Superior sense may I display, 
By shunning every evil way, 
And walking in the good. 

2 O may I still from sin depart ; 
A wise and understanding heart, 

Jesus, to me be given : 
And let me through thy Spirit know 
To glorify my God below, 

And find my way to heaven. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 
It is based upon Job xxviii, 28 : 

"Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom; 
and to depart from evil is understanding." 

It is unaltered and entire. 

572 7,6,5,4. 

One more day's work for Jesus. 

ONE more day's work for Jesus, 
One less of life for me ! 
But heaven is nearer, 
And Christ is dearer 
Than yesterday to me ; 
His love and light 
Fill all my soul to-night. 
One more day's work for Jesus, etc. 

2 One more day's work for Jesus ! 

How sweet the work has been, 

To tell the story, 

To show the glory, 
Where Christ's flock enter in! 

How it did shine 

In this poor heart of mine ! 

3 One more day's work for Jesus ! 

O yes, a weary day ; 

But heaven shines clearer 

And rest comes nearer, 
At each step of the way ; 

And Christ in all, 

Before his face I fall. 

4 O blessed work for Jesus ! 

O rest at Jesus' feet ! 

There toil seems pleasure, 

My wants are treasure, 
And pain for him is sweet. 

Lord, if I may, 

I'll serve another day ! 


Title : The Song of a Tired Servant. 
There are two omitted stanzas, the second and 
fourth, that are equal, if not superior, to those given : 

2 " One more day's work for Jesus : 
How glorious is my King ! 

'Tis joy, not duty, 

To speak his beauty ; 
My soul mounts on the wing, 

At the mere thought 

How Christ her life hath bought." 

4 " One more day's work for Jesus : 
In hope, in faith, in prayer, 

His word I've spoken — 

His bread I've broken, 
To souls faint with despair ; 

And bade them flee 

To him who hath saved me." 



From Wayfaring Hymns, Original and Trans- 
lated, by Anna Warner. Preface date, 1869. 

Miss Anna Warner, and her sister, Susan War- 
ner, well known Anieriean authors, are the daugh- 
ters of Mr. Henry Warner, a member of the bar of 
New York city. This touching hymn was written 
after the receipt of a letter from the Rev. Benjamin 
M. Adams, in which, after the close of his day's 
lubors, he spoke of physical weariness, and of 
wounding spiritual joy. 

573 For the head of a family. C. P. M. 

I AND my house will serve the Lord : 
But first, obedient to his word 
I must myself appear; 
By actions, words, and tempers, show 
That I my heavenly Master know, 
And serve with heart sincere. 

2 I must the fair example set ; 
From those that on my pleasure wait 

The stumbling-block remove; 
Their duty by my life explain, 
And still in all my works maintain 

The dignity of love. 

3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
Quickly appeased and reconciled, 

A follower of my God, 
A saint indeed I long to be, 
And lead my faithful family 

In the celestial road. 

4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
A vessel fitted for thy use 

Into thy hands receive : 
Work in me both to will and do ; 
And show them how believers true, 

And real Christians, live. 


In this hymn the author is indebted for his lead- 
ing thought to the words of Joshua xxiv, 15 : 

"As for me and my house, we will serve the 

It is not altered. There are two additional stanzas : 

5 " With all-sufficient grace supply, 
And lo, I come to testify 

The wonders of Thy name, 
Which saves from sin, the world, and hell, 
Whose virtue every heart may feel, 

And every tongue proclaim. 

" A sinner, saved myself from sin, 
I come my relatives to win, 

To preach their sins forgiven ; 
Children and wife and servants seize, 
And through the ways of pleasantness, 

Conduct them all to heaven." 

From Hymns for the Use of Families, 1767. 

5 74: For watchfulness. S. M. 

A CHARGE to keep I have, 
A God to glorify ; 
A never-dying soul to save, 

And fit it for the sky. 
To serve the present age, 
My calling to fulfill,— 
O may it all my powers engage, 
To do my Master's will. 

2 Arm me with jealous care, 

As in thy sight to live ; 
And O, thy servant, Lord, prepare, 

A strict account to give. 
Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely, 
Assured, if I my trust betray, 

I shall forever die. 


This is a great favorite, and is found in all edi- 
tions of the hymn book. It was first published in 
Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Script- 
ures, 1762 ; and was written upon Lev. viii, 35 : 

" Keep the charge of the Lord, that ye die not." 

Wesley very happily utilized this text. It has 
not been altered. 

O/O Sow beside all waters. S. M. 

SOW in the morn thy seed ; 
At eve hold not thy hand ; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed, 
Broadcast it o'er the land. 

2 Thou know'st not which shall thrive, 
The late or early sown ; 

Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strown : 

3 And duly shall appear, 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 

4 Thou canst not toil in vain : 
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, 

Shall foster and mature the grain 
For garners in the sky. 

5 Then, when the glorious end, 
The day of God, shall come, 

The angel reapers shall descend, 

And heaven shout, " Harvest home ! " 

The author's title was : The Field of the World. 

nYMN studies. 


It is based upon Eccl. xi, 6 : 

" In the morning sow thy seed, and in the even- 
ing withhold not thine hand : for thou knowest not 
whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether 
they both shall be alike good." 

The second and third stanzas of the original are 
omitted : 

2 "Beside all waters sow, 
The highway furrows stock, 

Drop it where thorns and thistles grow, 
Scatter it on the rock. 

3 " The good, the fruitful ground, 
Expect not here nor there, 

O'er hill and dale, by plots 'tis found ; 
Go forth, then, every where." 

In the last stanza the author wrote " Thence" in- 
stead of " Then " in the first line ; and " cry " in- 
stead of " shout" in the last line. 

Erom A Poet's Portfolio ; or, Minor Poems : in 
Three .Books, by James Montgomery, 1835. 

See No. 5. 

O 7 6 Make haste to live. S. M. 

MAKE haste, O man, to live, 
For thou so soon must die ; 
Time hurries past thee like the breeze ; 
How swift its moments fly ! 

2 Make haste, O man, to do 
Whatever must be done ; 

Thou hast no time to lose in sloth, 
Thy day will soon be gone. 

3 Up, then, with speed, and work ; 
Fling ease and self away ; 

This is no time for thee to sleep, 
Up, watch, and work, and pray ! 

4 Make haste, O man, to live, 
Thy time is almost o 1 er ; 

O sleep not, dream not, but arise, 
The Judge is at the door. 


Author's title : Live. 

Seven stanzas; the second, fifth, and sixth have 
been omitted ; also the refrain of each stanza : 

" Make haste, man, to live ! " 

2 " To breathe, and wake, and sleep, 

To smile, to sigh, to grieve ; 
To move in idleness through earth, 

This, this is not to live ! 

Make haste, O man, to live ! " 

5 " The useful, not the great, 

The thing that never dies ; 
The silent toil that is not lost, — 

Set these before thine eyes. 

Make haste, O man, to live ! 


6 " The sad, whose leaf and flower, 

Though poor in human sight, 
Bring forth at last the eternal fruit, 

Sow thou by day and night. 

Make haste, O man, to live." 

Unaltered, except by omissions. 

From Hymns of Faith and Hope, first series, 1857. 

See No. 426. 

O 7 7 Victory on the Lord's side. S.M. 

ARISE, ye saints, arise ! 
The Lord our Leader is ; 
The foe before his banner flies, 
And victory is his. 

2 We follow thee, our Guide, 
Our Saviour, and our King ; 

We follow thee, through grace supplied 
From heaven's eternal spring. 

3 We soon shall see the day 
When all our toils shall cease ; 

When we shall cast our arms away, 
And dwell in endless peace. 

4 This hope supports us here ; 
It makes our burdens light ; 

'Twill serve our drooping hearts to cheer, 
Till faith shall end in sight : 

5 Till, of the prize possessed, 
We hear of war no more ; 

And ever with our Leader rest, 
On yonder peaceful shore. 


From the author's Hymns on Various Passages of 
Scripture, 1S09. 

The passage prefixed to the hvran is Psalm xviii, 

" He teacheth my hands to war." 

The second and third stanzas are omitted: 

2 " Behold ! he leads the way; 
We'll follow where he goes ; 

We cannot fail to win the day, 
Since he subdues our foes. 

3 " Lead on, Almighty Lord, 
Lead on to victory ; 

Encouraged by the bright reward, 
With joy we'll follow thee." 

The first and third lines of the second stanza 
begin : 

" We'll follow thee," etc. 
The third stanza the author wrote thus : 

" We hope to see the day 
When toil and strife shall cease ; 

We then shall cast our arms away 
And dwell in endless peace." 


The last two linos of the hymn were written 
thus : 

thought .' fort ver rot 
i »n yonder peaceful bd 

This hymn came into tin.- oolleotion in 1849. and 
these ohangee were probably made !>y the editors 

of that edition. 
For biographical sketch of autfa "4. 

O 78 '"^- B. M. 

LABORERS of Christ, arise, 
And gird you for the toil ! 
The dew of promise from the skies 
Already cheers the soil. 

2 Go where the sick recline, 
"Where mourning hearts deplore; 

And where the sons of sorrow pine. 
Dispense your hallowed store. 

3 Be faith, which looks above. 
With prayer, your constant guest ; 

And wrap the Saviour's changeless love 
A mantle round your breast. 

4 So shall you share the wealth 
That earth may ne'er despoil. 

And the blest gospel's saving health 
Repay your arduous toil. 


Title: For Tract Distributors. 

The author wrote verse two, line three : 

" And where the sons of penury pine.'' 

One stanza, the third of the original, has been 
omitted : 

3 " Urge, with a tender zeal. 

The erring child along, 
Where peaceful congregations kneel, 

And pious teachers throng." 

This is found in Select Hymns Adapted to the De- 
votional Exercises of the Baptist Denomination, by 
James H. Linsley and G-ustavus F. Davis. 18i 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 287. 

0/9 Sowing in tears, reaping in joy. S. >!• 

THE harvest dawn is near. 
The year delays not long: 
And he who sows with many a tear. 
Shall reap with many a song. 

2 Sad to his toil he goes, 

His seed with weeping leaves ; 

But he shall come at twilight's close, 
And bring his golden sheav 


•ii the author's Book of Psalm* in English 
New Fork, 1840. 
Part of a metrical version of Psalm exxvi. 
These two stanzas are founded on the last two 
V CTBO B of the psalm : 

"They that bow in tears shall reap in joy. He 
that goetfa forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, 
shall doubtless oome again with rejoicing, bringing 

his sheaves with lain.'' 

The Rev. George Burgess, D.D., was born in 
Providence, K. L, in 1809 : was graduated at Brown 
University, and afterward spent two yean in Ger- 
man universities. In 1834 he was chosen rector of 
Christ Church, Hartford, where he remained until 
slien he was consecrated Bishop of the dio- 
Rfaine. Bishop Burgees died on his pac 
home from the West Indies, while on a voyage lor 
his health in I 

580 On guard. S. M. 

LET us keep steadfast guard 
With lighted hearts all night, 
That when Christ comes, we stand pre- 
And meet him with delight. 

9 At midnight's season chill 
Lay Paul and Silas bound, — 

Bound, and in prison sang they still, 
And singing, freedom found. 

3 Our prison is this earth, 
And yet we sing to thee : 

Break .-iu's strong fetters, lead us forth. 
Set us, believing, free ! 

4 Meet for thy realm in heaven. 
Make us, O holy King! 

That through the ages it be given 
To us thy praise to sing. 


The editors of the Hymnal found this hymn in 
the Book of Praise, published in Connecticut in 

I have not been able to learn more concerning it. 

581 Perseverance. S. M. 

MY soul, be on thy guard ; 
Ten thousand foes arise : 
The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 O watch, and fight, and pray; 

The battle ne'er give o'er; 
Renew it boldly every day, 

And help divine implore. 



3 Ne'er think the victory won, 
Xor lay thine armor down : 

The work of faith will not be done, 
Till thou obtain the crown. 

4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
Shall bring thee to thy God ; 

He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
To his divine abode. 


Title : Fight the Good Fight of Faith. 
It has been altered in seven lines, and improved 
by the changes. 

Original Lixes. 
Verse one, line three : 

" An host of sins are pressing hard." 

Verse three, lines two, three, and four : 

" Nor once at ease sit down, 
Thy arduous work will not be done, 
Till thou hast got thy crown." 

Verse four, lines two, three, and four : 

" Godwill the work applaud, 
Reveal his Love at thy last breath, 
And take to his abode." 

From Hymns and Poetic Essays Sacred to the 
Public ana Private Worship of the Deity, and to 
Religious and Christian Improvement, by the Rev. 
George Heath. Bristol, 1781. 

This book contains 244 hymns. 

O 82 The standard of the cross. S. M. 

HARK, how the watchmen cry ! 
Attend the trumpet's sound ; 
Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh, 

The powers of hell surround. 
Who bow to Christ's command, 

Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
The day of battle is at hand — 
Go forth to glorious war. 

2 See on the mountain-top 
The standard of your God ; 

In Jesus' name I lift it up, 

All stained with hallowed blood. 

His standard-bearer, I 
To all the nations call: 

Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; 
He bore the cross for all. 

3 Go up with Christ your Head ; 
Your Captain's footsteps see ; 

Follow your Captain, and be led 
To certain victory. 

All power to him is given ; 

He ever reigns the same : 
Salvation, happiness, and heaven, 

Are all in Jesus' name. 


One of several pieces that the author entitled 
Hymns for the Watch-night. It contains twelve 
stanzas. These are the first, second, and fourth, 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacrt I 
Poems, 1749. 

S. M. 

O 8 3 Courage — victory. 

URGE on your rapid course, 
Ye blood-besprinkled bands ; 
The heavenly kingdom suffers force ; 

'Tis seized by violent hands: 
See there the starry crown 

That glitters through the skies; 
Satan, the world, and sin, tread down, 
And take the glorious prize. 

2 Through much distress and pain, 
Through many a conflict here, 

Through blood, ye must the entrance gain, 

Yet, O disdain to fear: 
' l Courage ! " your Captain cries, 

Who all your toil foreknew ; 
* ' Toil ye shall have, yet all despise ; 

I have o'ercome for you." 

3 The world cannot withstand 
Its ancient Conqueror ; 

The world must sink beneath the hand 

Which arms us for the war: 
This is the victory, — 

Before our faith they fall ; 
Jesus hath died for you and me ; 

Believe, and conquer all. 


One of a number of Hymns for Believers. Six- 
teen stanzas in all. These are the fourth, fifth, 
and sixth, unaltered. 

Hymn No. 251 is the first part of the same. 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred 

584 Weigh not thy life. S. M. 

MY soul, weigh not thy life 
Against thy heavenly crown ; 
Xor suffer Satan's deadliest strife 
To beat thy courage down. 

2 With prayer and crying strong, 

Hold on the fearful fight, 
And let the breaking day prolong 

The wrestling of the night. 



3 The battle soon will yield, 
If thou thy part fulfill ; 

For strong as is the hostile shield, 
Thy sword is stronger still. 

4 Thine armor is divine, 

Thy feet with victory shod ; 
And on thy head shall quickly shine 
The diadem of God. 


Contributed to the Sabbath Hymn Book, 1858. 
The author's name was omitted at his special request. 

it has not been altered. 

The Rev. Leonard Swain. D.D., was born in Con- 
cord, N. H., 1821 ; was graduated at Dartmouth Col- 
lege in 1841, and completed his theological course at 
Andover in 1846. His last pastorate was that of 
the Central Congregational church, Providence, 
R. I., and continued from 1851 to his death in 1869. 

585 Victory. S. M. 

" T THE good fight have fought," 

_L O when shall I declare ? 
The victory by my Saviour got, 

I long with Paul to share. 

2 O may I triumph so, 
When all my warfare's past ; 

And, dying, find my latest foe 
Under my feet at last ! 

3 This blessed word be mine, 
Just as the port is gained, 

"Kept by the power of grace divine, 
I have the faith maintained." 

4 The apostles of my Lord, 
To whom it first was given, 

They could not speak a greater word, 
Nor all the saints in heaven. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the 
Holy Scriptures, 1762. 

The first two stanzas were written upon 2 Tim. 
iv, 7 : 

" I have fought a good fight;" 

and the last two upon 

" I have kept the faith. 1 ' 

The second stanza is a sublime prayer worthy of 
the writer. It has not been altered. 

586 The mind that was in Christ. 

EQUIP me for the war, 
And teach my hands to fight 
My simple, upright heart prepare, 
And guide my words aright. 


2 Control my every thought, 
My whole of sin remove; 

Let all my works in thee be wrought, 
Let all be wrought in love. 

3 O arm me with the mind, 
Meek Lamb, that was in thee; 

And let my knowing zeal be joined 
With perfect charity. 

4 With calm and tempered zeal 
Let me enforce thy call ; 

And vindicate thy gracious will, 
Which offers life to all. 

5 O may I love like thee ; 
In all thy footsteps tread ; 

Thou hatest all iniquity, 

But nothing thou hast made. 

6 O may I learn the art. 
With meekness to reprove ; 

To hate the sin with all my heart, 
But still the sinner love. 


Title : The Lord's Controversy. 

This hymn is made up of verses two, three, and 
seven of a long hymn of twenty -six double stan- 

The hymn begins with the second stanza of the 
original, and cannot well be understood without 
the first. 

" O all- atoning Lamb, 

O Saviour of mankind, 
If every soul may in Thy name 

With me salvation find; 
If Thou hast chosen me 

To testify Thy grace, 
(That vast unfathomable sea 

Which covers all our race,) 

"Equip me for the war," etc. 

Charles Wesley had a most intense aversion to 
the doctrine of unconditional election and reproba- 
tion, as taught by many in his day. This is well 
shown in the eighth stanza of this same composi- 
tion. He says : 

" Increase (if that can be) 

The perfect hate I feel 
To Satan's Horrible Decree, 

That genuine child of hell ; 
Which teigns Thee to pass by 

The most of Adam's race, 
And leave them in their blood to die 

Shut out from saving grace." 

There is more of the same sort, but this will suf- 
fice. Slight verbal changes have been made in 
three lines. 

From Hymns on God's Everlasting Love, 1741. 



587 The whole armor of God. S. M. 

SOLDIERS of Christ, arise, 
And put your armor on, 
Strong in the strength which God supplies 

Through his eternal Son ; 
Strong in the Lord of hosts, 
And in his mighty power, 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
Is more than conqueror. 

2 Stand, then, in his great might, 
With all his strength endued ; 

But take, to arm you for the fight, 

The panoply of God : 
That, having all things done, 

And all your conflicts passed, 
Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone, 

And stand entire at last. 

3 Leave no unguarded place, 
No weakness of the soul ; 

Take every virtue, every grace, 

And fortify the whole : 
Indissolubly joined, 

To battle all proceed ; 
But arm yourselves with all the mind 

That was in Christ, your Head. 


The original title was : The whole armor of God. 
Eph. vi 11. 

The "first part" is composed of verses one, two, 
and four of a poem of sixteen stanzas. 

Part of this hymn is found in the Lyra Oatholica, 
marked "Anon." 

It has not been altered. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

588 The shield of faith. S. M. 

SOLDIERS of Christ, lay hold 
On faith's victorious shield ; 
Armed with that adamant and gold, 

Be sure to win the field : 
If faith surround your heart, 

Satan shall be subdued ; 
Repelled his every fiery dart, 

And quenched withJesus' blood. 

2 Jesus hath died for you ! 

What can his love withstand ? 
Believe, hold fast your shield, and who 

Shall pluck you from his hand ? 

Believe that Jesus reigns ; 

All power to him is given : 
Believe, till freed from sin's remains; 

Believe yourselves to heaven. 


Part second is composed of verses seven and 
eight of the same hymu as the preceding. It is 
written on Eph. vi, 16 : 

" Above all, taking the shield of faith, where- 
with ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darte 
of the wicked." 

The first line the author wrote : 

"But above all, lay hold." 
Otherwise it is unaltered. 

589 The well-fought day. S. M. 

PRAY, without ceasing pray, 
Your Captain gives the word ; 
His summons cheerfully obey, 

And call upon the Lord : 
To God your every want 

In instant prayer display; 
Pray always; pray, and never faint; 
Pray, without ceasing pray. 

2 In fellowship, alone, 

To God with faith draw near ; 
Approach his courts, besiege his throne 

With all the power of prayer : 
His mercy now implore, 

And now show forth his praise ; 
In shouts, or silent awe, adore 

His miracles of grace. 

3 From strength to strength go on; 
Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; 

Tread all the powers of darkness down, 
And win the well-fought day : 

Still let the Spirit cry 

In all his soldiers, " Come ! " 

Till Christ the Lord descend from high, 
And take the conquerors home. 


This is made up of the twelfth, the first half of 
the thirteenth, the last half of the fourteenth, and 
the sixteenth stanzas of the original poem, verbatim. 
It is founded on Eph. vi, 18 : 

" Praying always with all prayer and supplication 
in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all per- 
severance and supplication for all saints." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, by Charles 
Wesley, 1749. 



09(J Btarimg Hu a C. Id 

LORD, as to thy dear cross we flee, 
And pray to be forgiven, 
So let thy life our pattern be, 

And form our souls for heaven. 

2 Help us, through good report and ill, 
Our daily cross to bear; 

Like thee, to do our Father's will, 
Our brother's grief to share. 

3 Let grace our selfishness expel, 
Our earthliness refine ; 

And kindness in our bosoms dwell 
As free and true as thine. 

4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, 
And grief's dark day come on, 

We, in our turn, would meekly cry, 
"Father, thy will be done I " 

5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, 
Forgiving and forgiven, 

O may we lead the pilgrim's life, 
And follow thee to heaven ! 


From A Collection of Hyyn^s for Public Worship, 
by the Eev. J. H. Gurney, 1838. 

The original text has ''plead" instead of " pray " 
in the first stanza, and "breth re n's n instead of 
11 brother's " in the second. One stanza, the fifth, 
has been omitted : 

" Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, 

Or brethren faithless prove, 
Then, like Thine own, be all our aim 

To conquer them by love." 

The Rev. John Hampden Gurney was a clergy- 
man of the Church of England, and lived from 
1802 to 1882. He was graduated at Trinity College, 
Cambridge in 1824, and was ordained in 1828. 

091 Christian courage. CM. 

WORKMAN of God! O lose not heart, 
But learn what God is like ; 
And in the darkest battle-field 
Thou shalt know where to strike. 

2 Thrice blest is he to whom is given 
The instinct that can tell 

That God is on the field, when he 
Is most invisible. 

3 Blest too is he who can divine 
Where real right doth lie. 

And dares to take the aide that seems 
Wrong to man's blindfold eve. 

4 Then learn to scorn the praise of men. 
And learn to lose with God; 

For Jesus won the world through shame. 
And beckons thee his road. 


Composed of verses ten to thirteen, inclusive, of 
a poem of eighteen stanzas. No 596 of this book is 
a part of the same. 

Taber wrote the first word of this hymn in the 
plural : 

" Workmen of God," etc. 

From the author's Hymns. London, 1862. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 125. 

592 Toil sanctified. CM. 

SON of the carpenter, receive 
This humble work of mine ; 
Worth to my meanest labor give, 
By joining it to thine. 

2 Servant, at once, and Lord of all, 
While dwelling here below. 

Thou didst not scorn our earthly toil 
And weariness to know. 

3 Thy bright example I pursue, 
To thee in all things rise. 

And all I think, or speak, or do, 
Is one great sacrifice. 

4 Careless through outward care I go, 
From all distraction free ; 

My hands are but engaged below, 
My heart is still with thee. 

5 O when wilt thou, my life, appear? 
Then gladly will I cry. 

" 'Tis done, the work thou gav'st me here, 
*Ti> finished. Lord/' and die! 


Author's title : To be Sung at Work. 

This hvmn is new to this book. Part of it is 
found in John Wesley's Collection, 1780. 

The second stanza was altered by Mrs. Rice, 
author of hymn No. ;>7S. Originally it was : 

2 " Servant of all, to toil for man, 
Thou wouldst not, Lord, refuse : 

Thv Majesty did not disdain 
To be' em ployed for us." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

593 Faith sees th* final triumph. CM, 

AM I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb, 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name I 



2 Must I be carried to the skies 
On flowery beds of ease, 

While others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
Must I not stem the flood? 

Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God? 

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
Increase my courage, Lord ; 

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 
Shall conquer, though they die : 

They see the triumph from afar, 
B} r faith they bring it nigh. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
And all thy armies shine 

In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. 


This grand and favorite hymn was first pub- 
lished by the author at the end of a sermon, en- 
titled Holy Fortitude ; or, Remedies Against Fear. 
The text was : 

"Stand fast in the faith, quit you like men, be 
strong." 1 Cor. xvi, 13. 

Watts wrote the last part of the fifth stanza : 

" They see the triumph from afar, 
And, seize it with their eye.'''' 

The change is a great improvement, whoever 
made it. 

Bishop Emory added this hymn to the Methodist 
Hymn Book when he was Book Agent and Editor 
at' New York, (1824^1832.) 

594 The race for glory. C. M. 

AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
And press with vigor on ; 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey ; 

Forget the steps already trod. 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
That calls thee from on high; 

'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye: — 

4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, 
Which shall new luster boast, 

When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems 
Shall blend in common dust. 

5 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, 
Have I my race begun ; 

And, crowned with victory, at thy feet 
I'll lay my honors down. 


Title : Pressing on in the Christian Race. 
It is founded upon Phil, iii, 12-14 : 

"Not as though I had already attained, either 
were already perfect : but I follow after, if that I 
may apprehend that for which also I am appre- 
hended of Christ Jesus. Brethren, I count not 
myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I 
do", forgetting those things which are behind, and 
reaching forth unto those things which are before, 
1 press toward the mark for the prize of the high 
calling of God in Christ Jesus." 

Unaltered and entire from Hymns Founded on 
Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, 1755. 
For biographical sketch of author, see No. 78. 

595 Nai ashamed of the Gospel. C. M. 

I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
Or to defend his cause ; 
Maintain the honor of his word, 
The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name ; 
His name is all my trust ; 

Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
And he can well secure 

What I've committed to his hands, 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 
Before his Father's face, 

And in the New Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 


Title: Not Ashamed of the Gospel. 
Written upon 2 Tim. i, 12 : 

" I am not ashamed ; for 1 know whom I have 
believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep 
that which I have committed unto him against that 

Unaltered and entire from Hymns and Spiritual 
Songs, book i, 1707. 



596 To doubt, disloyal. CM. 

01T is hard to work for God, 
To rise and take his part 
Upon this battle-field of earth, 
And not sometimes lose heart! 

2 He hides himself so wondrouslv, 
As though there were no God ; 

He is least seen when all the powers 
Of ill are most abroad ; 

3 Or he deserts us in the hour 
The fight is all but lost ; 

And seems to leave us to ourselves 
Just when we need him most. 

4 It is not so, but so it looks ; 
And we lose courage then; 

And doubts will come if God hath kept 
His promises to men. 

5 But right is right, since God is God; 
And right the day must win ; 

To doubt would be disloyalty. 
To falter would be sin ! 


Part of a long hvmn, eighteen stanza?, entitled 
The Bight Must W'ia. 

These are verses one, two, tliree, six, and eighteen. 
No 591 is part of the same. The last stanzal* par- 
ticularly fine. 

From the author's Hymns. London, 1862. 

For biographical sketch of Faber, see No. 125. 

597 WeeTc-day tcorship. C. M. 

BEHOLD us, Lord, a little space 
From daily tasks set free. 
And met within thy holy place 
To rest awhile with thee. 

2 Around us rolls the ceaseless tide 
Of business, toil, and care. 

And scarcely can we turn aside 
For one brief hour of prayer. 

3 Yet these are not the only walls 
"Wherein thou mayst be sought ; 

On homeliest work thy blessing falls 
In truth and patience wrought. 

4 Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, 
The wealth of land and sea ; 

The worlds of science and of art, 
Revealed and ruled by thee. 

5 Then let us prove our heavenly birth 
In all we do and know ; 

And claim the kingdom of the earth 
For thee, and not thy foe. 

6 Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought 
Afl thou wouldst have it done; 

And prayer, by thee inspired and taught, 
Itself with work be done. 


Written in 1870 for a midday service in a city 
church. It is unaltered and complete. 
For sketch of author, see No. 86. 

598 More reapers. C. M. 

STILL in accents sweet and strong 
Sounds forth the ancient word, 
4 ' More reapers for white harvest fields, 
More laborers for the Lord ! " 

2 We hear the call ; in dreams no more 
In selfish ease we lie, 

But girded for our Father's work, 
Go forth beneath his sky. 

3 WTiere prophets 1 word, and martyrs' 

And prayers of saints were sown, 
We. to their labors entering in, 

Would reap where they have strown. 


Title : Behold the Fields are ITJrite. 

The closing stanza, for some reason, is omitted : 

4 " Thou whose call our hearts has stirred ! 
To do Thy will we come ; 

Thrust in our sickles at Thy word, 
And bear our harvest home." 

Unaltered. It was contributed to Hymns of the 
Spirit, which the author compiled, in connection 
with the Eev. Samuel Johnson, in 1864. 

See No. 109. 

The Christian warrior. 



BEHOLD the Christian warrior stand 
In all the armor of his God ; 
The Spirit's sword is in his hand, 
His feet are with the gospel shod; 

2 In panoply of truth complete, 
Salvation's helmet on his head ; 

With righteousness a breast-plate meet, 
And faith's broad shield before him 



3 Undaunted to the field he goes ; 
Yet vain were skill and valor there, 

Unless, to foil his legion foes, 

He takes the trustiest weapon, prayer. 

4 Thus, strong in his Redeemer's strength, 
Sin, death, and hell, he tramples down ; 

Fights the good fight, and wins at length, 
Through mercy, an immortal crown. 


Title : The Christian Soldier. Eph. vi, 10-18. 
Two liner, have been altered. The first was : 

" The Christian warrior — see him stand." 
The last line of the third stanza was : 
" The trustiest weapon were ' all prayer.' " 

The third, fourth, and sixth stanzas have been 
omitted : 

3 " He wrestles not with flesh and blood, 
But principalities and powers, 

Rulers of darkness, like a flood, 
Nigh, and assailing at all hours. 

4 " Nor Satan's fiery darts alone, 
Quenched on his shield, at him are hurled ; 

The traitor in his heart is known, 
And the dire friendship of this world." 

6 "With this omnipotence he moves, 

From this the alien armies flee, 
Till, more than conqueror, he proves. 

Through Christ, who gives him victory." 

From the Christian Psalmist, 1825. 
See No. 5. 

600 L.M. 

Your life is hid with Christ in God. 

YE faithful souls who Jesus know, 
If risen indeed with him ye are, 
Superior to the joys below, 

His resurrection's power declare. 

2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, 
By actions show your sins forgiven, 

And seek the glorious things above, 

And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 

3 There your exalted Saviour see, 
Seated at God's right hand again, 

In all his Father's majesty, 
In everlasting pomp to reign. 

4 To him continually aspire, 
Contending for your native place ; 

And emulate the angel choir, 
And only live to love and praise. 

5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 
Ye nothing seek or want beside ; 

Dead to the world and sin ye live, 
Your creature-love is crucified. 

6 Your real life, with Christ concealed. 
Deep in the Father's bosom lies ; 

And glorious as your Head revealed, 
Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 


From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy 
Scriptures, 1762. 
This was written on Col. iii, 1-4: 

"If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those 
things which are above, where Christ sitteth on the 
right hand of God. Set your affection on things 
above, not on things on the earth. For ye are dead, 
and your life is hid with Christ in God. When 
Christ, who is our life, shall appear, then shall ye 
also appear with him in glory." 

It has not been altered. 

601 Take up thy cross. L. M. 

6i rpAKE up thy cross," the Saviour said, 

J_ "If thou wouldst my disciple be ; 
Deny thyself, the world forsake, 
And humbly follow after me." 

2 Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 

His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 

And brace thy heart and nerve thine arm. 

3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame ; 
Nor let thy foolish pride rebel ; 

Thy Lord for thee the cross endured, 
To save thy soul from death and hell. 

4 Take up thy cross, then, in his strength, 
And calmly every danger brave ; 

'Twill guide thee to a better home, 
And lead to victory o'er the grave. 

5 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ ; 
Nor think till death to lay it down ; 

For only he who bears the cross 

May hope to wear the glorious crown. 

The Scripture basis is Matt, xvi, 24 : 

" If any man will come after me, let .him deny 
himself, and take up his cross, and follow me." 

The text of this hymn has been altered. From 
the author's Vision of Death, 1833. 



The Rev. Charles William Everest < 1814-18M 

a native of Connecticut ; was graduated at Trinity 
College in 1838 ; was rector at Hartford and in other 
places ; and edited a volume entitled The Poets 

■■<at. Hartford, 1843. He was also the au 
thor of Vision of Death, and Other Items. 

DUO Zwl in labor. L. 

er /^i O, labor on; spend and be spent, 
°/ VJT Thy joy to do the Father's will ; 

It is the way the Master went; 

Should not the servant tread it still? 


602 The sure reward. L. M. 

IT may not be our lot to wield 
The sickle in the ripened field; 
Nor ours to hear, on summer eves. 
The reaper's song among the sheaves. 

2 Yet where our duty's task is wrought 
In unison with God's great thought, 
The near and future blend in one, 
And whatsoe'er is willed, is done. 

3 And ours the grateful service whence 
Comes, day by day, the recompense ; 
The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed. 
The fountain, and the noon da v shade. 

4 And were this life the utmost span. 
The only end and aim of man, 
Better the toil of fields like these 
Than waking dreams and slothful ease. 

5 But life, though falling like our grain, 
Like that revives and springs again ; 
And, early called, how blest are they 
Who wait in heaven, their harvest day ! 


Author's title; Seed-time and Harvest. 
The first three stanzas of the original poem are 
omitted : 

"As o'er his furrowed fields which lie 
Beneath a coldly-dropping sky, 
Yet chill with winter's melted snow, 
The husbandman goes forth to sow. 

" Thus, Freedom, on the bitter blast 
The ventures of thy seed we cast, 
And trust to warmer sun and rain 
To swell the germ, and fill the grain. 

" Who calls thy glorious service hard ? 
Who deems it not its own reward ? 
Who, for its trials, counts it less 
A cause of praise and thankfulness ? " 

Then follows the hymn. 

The thought of the* poet is a true and very com- 
forting one, that God will reward those who try to 
serve him ; even though they may not succeed ac- 
cording to their expectations. 

Unaltered. From the author's Miscellaneous 

See No. 197. 

2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for naught ; 
Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; 

Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; 
The Master praises, — what are men? 

3 Go, labor on; your hands are weak; 
Your knees are faint, your soul cast down ; 

Yet falter not ; the prize you seek 
Is near, — a kingdom and a crown! 

4 Toil on, faint not ; keep watch, and pray ! 
Be wise the erring soul to win ; 

Go forth into the world's highway; 
Compel the wanderer to come in. 

5 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; 
For toil comes rest, for exile home ; 

Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, 
The midnight peal, "Behold, I come!" 


Origiual title : The Useful Life. 
Three stanzas, the third, fifth, and sixth, are 
omitted : 

3 " Go, labor on : enough while here, 
If He shall praise thee, if he deign 

Thy willing heart to mark and cheer ; 
No toil for Him shall be in vain." 

5 " Go, labor on ; while it is day, 

The world's dark night is hastening on; 
Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away : 
It is not thus 'that souls are won. 

6 " Men die in darkness at your side, 
Without a hope to cheer the tomb ; 

Take up the torch and wave it wide, 
The torch that lights time's thickest gloom." 

Unaltered. From the author's Eymi 
and Hope, first series, 1857. 
See Jso. 426. 

of Faith 

6 04 Ao£ ashamed of Jesus. L. M. 

JESUS, and shall it ever be, 
A mortal man ashamed of thee? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless days? 

2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 



3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soou 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
'Tis midnight with my soul till he, 
Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
No ; when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; 
And O, may this my glory be, 

That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 


The merits of the piece belong largely to the orig- 
inal author who composed it — it is said — when only 
ten years of age. 


Ashamed of Me. Mark viii, 38. 

1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be ! 

A mortal Man asham'd of Thee? 

Scorn' d be the Thought by Rich and Poor ; 

may I scorn it more and more ! 

2 Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far 
Let Ev'ning blush to own a Star. 
Asham'd of Jesus ! just as soon 

Let Midnight blush to think of Noon. 

3 'Tis Evening with my Soul till He, 
That Morning-Star bids Darkness flee ; 
He sheds the Beam of Noon divine 
O'er all this Midnight Soul of mine. 

4 Asham'd of Jesus ! shall yon Field 
Blush when it thinks who bids it yield ? 
Yet blush I must, while I adore, 

1 blush to think I yield no more. 

5 Asham'd of Jesus ! of that Friend, 

On whom, for Heaven, my Hopes depend ; 
It must not be — be this my Shame, 
That I no more revere His Name. 

6 Asham'd of Jesus ! yes, I may, 
When I've no Crimes to wash away ; 
No Tear to wipe, no Joy to crave, 
No Fears to quell, no Soul to save. 

7 'Till then, (nor is the Boasting vain,) 
'Till then I boast a Saviour slain : 
And 0, may this my Portion be, 
That Saviour not asham'd of me ! 

It was published in a pamphlet entitled Four 
Hymns on Divine Subjects, 1765. 

Joseph Grigg was born in humble circumstances, 
and in early life was a mechanic. He was a deeply 
pious man, and for a number of years (1743-1747) 
was assistant pastor of a Presbyterian church in 
London. He died in 1768. 

605 Living to Christ. L .M. 

MY gracious Lord, I own thy right 
To every service I can pay, 
And call it my supreme delight 
To hear thy dictates, and obey. 

2 What is my being but for thee, 
Its sure support, its noblest end? 

'Tis my delight thy face to see, 
And serve the cause of such a Friend. 

3 I would not sigh for worldly joy, 
Or to increase my worldly good ; 

Nor future days nor powers employ 
To spread a sounding name abroad. 

4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live, 
To him who for my ransom died ; 

Nor could all worldly honor give 
Such bliss as crowns me at his side. 

5 His work my hoary age shall bless, 
"When youthful vigor is no more ; 

And my last hour of life confess 
His dying love, his saving power. 


Title : Christ's Service, the Fruit of our Labors on 
Earth. Phil, i, 22. 

This hymn has been altered considerably since it 
was first published by Job Orton, in 1755. Th« 
third line in the second stanza was originally : 

" Thine ever-smiling Face to see." 

The first line of the third stanza : 

" I would not breathe for worldly Joy ; " 

and the last part of the fourth stanza : 

" Nor could untainted Eden give 
Such Bliss as Blossoms at his Side." 

The last line of the hymn read : 

" His Love hath animating Power." 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 78. 

606 Beginning the labors of the day. L. M. 

FORTH in thy name, O Lord, I go, 
My daily labors to pursue ; 
Thee, only thee, resolved to know, 
In all I think, or speak, or do. 



2 Thee will I set at my right hand, 
Whose eyes mine inmost substance see ; 

And labor on at thy command, 
And offer all my works to thee. 

3 Give me to bear thy easy yoke, 
And every moment watch and pray ; 

And still to things eternal look, 
And hasten to thy glorious day. 

4 For thee delightfully employ 
Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given ; 

And run my course with even joy. 
And closely walk with thee to heaven. 


Title : Before Work. 

The second and third stanzas of the original are 
omitted : 

2 " The task Thy wisdom hath assigned, 
let me cheerfully fulfil, 

In all my works Thy presence find, 
And prove Thine acceptable will. 

3 " Preserve me from my calling's snare, 
And hide my simple heart above, 

Above the thorns of choking care, 
The gilded baits of worldly love." 

The author wrote " Thee may I set, 
the second stanza. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749. 

etc., in 

607 The Master calling. 8, 7. 

HARK, the voice of Jesus calling, 
1 ' Who will go and work to-day ? 
Fields are white, and harvests waiting, 

Who will bear the sheaves away ? " 
Loud and long the Master calleth, 

Rich reward he offers free ; 
Who will answer, gladly saying, 
"Here am I, send me, send me ?" 

2 Let none hear you idly saying, 

" There is nothing I can do," 
While the souls of men are dying, 

And the Master calls for you : 
Take the task he gives you gladly; 

Let his work your pleasure be ; 
Answer quickly when he calleth, 

"Here am I, send me, send me." 


Only one word has been altered. The first line 
was originally : 

11 Hark the voice of Jesus crying." 

Two stanzas, the second and third, with which 

the author has very kindly furnished me, have been 
omitted : 

2 " If you cannot cross the ocean 
And the heathen lands explore, 

You can find the needy nearer, 
You can help them at your door ; 

If you cannot give your thousands, 
You can give the widow's mite, 

And the least you give for Jesus 
Will be precious in his sight. 

3 " If you cannot speak like angels, 
If you cannot preach like Paul, 

You can tell the love of Jesus, 
You can say he died for all ; 

If you cannot rouse the wicked 
With the judgment's dread alarms, 

You can lead the little children 
To the Saviour's waiting arms." 

The history of this hymn is as follows : 
In 1868 the author was a pastor in Philadelphia. 
On the 18th of October he was to preach, by re- 
quest, to the Christian Association of that city. 
At a late hour he learned that one of the hymns 
selected was not suitable. His text was, " Here 
am I; send me," Isa. vi, 8. In "great haste," 
he says, he wrote the hymn, and it was sung from 
the manuscript. 

The Kev. Daniel March, D.D., a Congregational 
clergyman, was born in 1816. He is the author of 
Xiulh Scenes in the Bible, and of other prose 

608 Faith of our fathers. L. M. 6 1. 

FAITH of our fathers ! living still 
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword : 
O how our hearts beat high with joy 

Whene'er we hear that glorious word: 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death ! 

2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, 
Were still in heart and conscience free : 

How sweet would be their children's fate, 
If they, like them, could die for thee ! 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death ! 

3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love 
Both friend and foe in all our strife ; 

And preach thee, too, as love knows how, 

By kindly words and virtuous life : 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death! 


From Jesus and Mary ; or, Catholic Hymns for 
Singing and Beading, by Frederick W. Faber, 

There are four stanzas in the original. These 
are verses one, two, and four, verbatim. 



The third stanza is omitted for evident reasons : 

u Faith of our fathers ! Mary's prayers 
Shall win our country back to thee ; 

And through the truth that comes from God, 
England shall then indeed be free. 

Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith ! 

We will be true to thee till death ! " 

See No. 125. 

609 Thy service is perfect freedom. 7, 6, 8. 

LO ! I come with joy to do 
The Master's blessed will ; 
Him in outward works pursue, 
And serve his pleasure still. 
Faithful to my Lord's commands, 

I still would choose the better part, 
Serve with careful Martha's hands, 
And loving Mary's heart. 

2 Careful, without care I am, 
Nor feel my happy toil, 

Kept in peace by Jesus' name, 

Supported by his smile : 
Joyful thus my faith to show, 

I find his service my reward; 
Every work I do below, 

I do it to the Lord. 

3 O that all the art might know 
Of living thus to thee, 

Find their heaven begun below, 

And here thy glory see ! 
Walk in all the works prepared 

By thee, to exercise their grace, 
Till they gain their full reward, 

And see thy glorious face ! 


Title: For a Believer. In Worldly Business. 
Six stanzas. The third, fourth, and fifth fire 
omitted, but they are too good to be forgotten : 

3 " Thou, O Lord, in tender love 
Dost all my burdens bear, 

Lift my heart to things above, 

And fix it ever there : 
Calm, on tumult's wheel, I sit, 

'Midst busy multitudes, alone, 
Sweetly waiting at Thy feet, 

Till all Thy will be done. 

4 " To the desert or the cell, 
Let others blindly fly, 

In this evil world I dwell, 

Unhurt, unspotted, I : 
Here I find an house of prayer, 

To which I inwardly retire, 
Walking unconcerned in care, 

And unconsumed in fire. 

5 " Thou, Lord, my portion art, 

Before 1 hence remove ! 
Now my treasure and my heart 

Is all laid up above; 
Far above these earthly things, 

While yet my hands are here employed, 
Sees my soul the King of kings 

And freely talks with God." 

From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ. 
London, 1747. 

D 1 A calm and thankful heart. C. fit. 

FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise: 

2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
From every murmur free ; 

The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And make me live to thee. 

3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 
My life and death attend ; 

Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end. 


Title : Desiring Resignation and Thankfulness. 
Ten stanzas. These are the last three. Three 
lines have been altered. 


Verse one, line one : 

"And <?, whate'er of earthly bliss." 

Verse three, line two : 

" My path of life attend." 

Verse three, line four : 

" And bless its happy end." 

The end of the author's life was indeed " happy." 
Dr. Caleb Evans, her biographer, says : " She took 
the most affectionate leave of her weeping friends 
around her, and, at length, the happy moment of 
her dismission arriving, she closed her eyes, and, 
with these animating words on her dying lips, ' I 
know that my Redeemer liveth,' gently fell asleep 
in Jesus." 

The whole hymn is found in Poems on Subjects 
Chiefly Devotional, by Theodosia. London, 1760. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 63. 

6 1 X The only solace in sorrow. C. M. 

OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear, 
How dark this world would be, 
If, when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly to thee ! 



2 The friends who in our sunshine live, 
When winter comea, are flown; 

And he who has but tears to give, 
Must weep those tears alone. 

S But thou wilt heal that broken heart, 
Which, like the plants that throw 

Their fragrance from the wounded part, 
Breathes sweetness out of woe. 

4 O who could bear life's stormy doom. 
Did not thy wing of love 

Come brightly wafting through the gloom, 
Our peace-branch from above .' 

5 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows 

With more than rapture's ray ; 
As darkness shows us worlds of light 

We never saw by day 


founded on 

One of the authors Sacred Son_ 
Psa. cxlvii, 3 : 

" He healeth the broken hi heart, and bindeth up 
their wounds." 

One quatrain has been left out; its place is be- 
tween the third and fourth stanzas : 

" When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 

And e'en the hope that threw 
A moment's sparkle o'er our tears 

Is dimmed and vanished too." 

Thomas Moore, author of Lalla Rookh and the 
Irish Melodies, was born in Dublin in 1779; was 
graduated at Dublin University, and subsequently 
studied law. Many of Moore's poems are of little 
value, yet he possessed great genius and all the 
qualities that are required in a great poet, except 
true religion. Were we to judge from his Sacred 
Songs alone, he was not altogether a stranger to 
that. For example : 

" The bird let loose in eastern skies." 
" As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean." 

There are no lines in English poetry more tender 
aud devout than these two lyric gems. 

Moore died in 1852, and his memoirs were edited 
by Lord John Russell. 

From The Poetical Worhs of Thomas Moore, cor- 
rected by himself. London, 1868. 

Consolation in sickness. 


WHEX languor and disease invade 
This trembling house of clay. 
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
And long to fly away ; 


2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 
The whispers of His love ; 

Sweet to look upward, to the place 
Where Jesus pleads above ; 

3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
In life's fair book set down ; 

Sweet to look forward, and behold 
Eternal joys my own ; 

4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
My sins on Jesus laid ; 

Sweet to remember that his blood 
My debt of suffering paid ; 

5 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope, 
That, when my change shall come, 

Angels shall hover round my bed, 
And waft my spirit home. 

6 If such the sweetness of the stream, 
What must the fountain be, 

Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
Directly, Lord, from thee ! 


Title : My Meditation of Him shall be Stcett. 
Psa. civ, 34. 

The original has fifteen stanzas. These are the 
first four, the eighth, and fourteenth. Two slight 
changes have been made. 

The third line of the first verse Toplady wrote : 

" Tis sweet to look beyond my Cage." 
and the last line of verse six : 
" Immediately from thee." 

This " sweet " hymn was written in illness, and 
sent to the Countess of Huntingdon by Toplady. 
It may be called the dying testimony of the author 
of Bock of Ages. 

From foplady's Works. See No. 415. 

613 Fri-.nd of souls. CM. 

OFRIEXD of souls ! how blest the time 
When in thy love I rest, 
When from my weariness I climb 
E'en to thy tender breast ! 

2 The night of sorrow endeth there, 
Thy rays outshine the sun, 

And in thy pardon and thy care 
The heaven of heavens is won. 

3 The world may call itself my foe, 
Or flatter and allure : 

I care not for the world ; I go 
To this tried Friend and sure. 



4 And when life's fiercest storms are sent 
Upon life's wildest sea, 

My little bark is confident, 
Because it holdeth thee. 

5 To others, death seems dark and grim, 
But not, O Lord, to me : 

I know thou ne'er forsakest him 
Who puts his trust in thee. 

6 Nay, rather, with a joyful heart 
I welcome the release 

From this dark desert, and depart 
To thy eternal peace. 


In Thy presence is fullness of joy ; at Thy right 
hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm xvi, 

This translation is found in Christ in Song. 
edited by Dr. Philip Schaff, and is evidently based 
upon the translation of Miss Catharine Winkworth, 
in Lyra Germanica, first series, 1855. 

For biographical sketch of Dessler, see No. 448. 

614 Unfaltering trust. CM. 

FATHER of love, our Guide and Friend, 
O lead us gently on, 
Until life's trial-time shall end, 
And heavenly peace be won. 

2 We know not what the path may be 
As yet by us untrod ; 

But we can trust our all to thee, 
Our Father and our God. 

3 If called, like Abraham's child, to climb 
The hill of sacrifice, 

Some angel may be there in time ; 
Deliverance shall arise : 

4 Or, if some darker lot be good, 
O teach us to endure 

The sorrow, pain, or solitude, 
That make the spirit pure. 

5 Christ by no flowery pathway came ; 
And we, his followers here, 

Must do thy will and praise thy name, 
In hope, and love, and fear. 

6 And, till in heaven we sinless bow, 
And faultless anthems raise, 

Father, Son, and Spirit, now 
Accept our feeble praise. 


Original title : Father of Love. 

" Doubtless thou art our Father." Isa. lxiii 16 

This is verbatim and entire as found in Psalms 
and Hymns for the Church, written by William J 
Irons, D.D. London, 1875. 

For sketch of author, see No. 225. 

615 Crosses and blessings. C. M, 

SINCE all the varying scenes of time 
God's watchful eye surveys, 
O who so wise to choose our lot, 
Or to appoint our ways? 

2 Good, when he gives — supremely good, 
Nor less w T hen he denies ; 

E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, 
Are blessings in disguise. 

3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 
So constant and so kind ? 

To his unerring, gracious will 
Be every wish resigned. 


This hymn is found in a forgotten book : Reflec- 
tions on a Flower- Garden. In a Letter to a Lady. 
It is usually found in connection with the author's 
once famous Meditations and Contemplations, 1746. 

The hymn is prefaced with this " reflection : " 

"Be still, then, thou uneasy mortal: know that 
God is unerringly wise, and be assured that, amidst 
the greatest multiplicity of beings, he does not 
overlook thee." 

Verses two and three have changed places. 
Original of altered lines. 

Verse one, line one : 

" Since all the downward tracts of time." 
Verse one, line four : 

" And regulate our ways." 

Verse three, lines one and two : 

" Since none can doubt his equal love. 
Immeasurably kind." 

The Rev. James Hervey lived from 1713 to 1758. 
He was graduated at Oxford, entered the ministry as 
a clergyman of the Church of England, and was the 
author of several works which, in their day, were 
considered valuable. 

C M. 

616 Habitual devotion. 

WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power 
Be my vain wushes stilled ; 
And may this consecrated hour 
With better hopes be filled. 



2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ; 
To thee my thoughts would soar ; 

Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed; 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life, how clear 
Thy ruling hand I see ! 

Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
Because conferred by thee. 

4 In every joy that crowns my days, 
In every pain I bear, 

My heart shall find delight in praise, 
Or seek relief in prayer. 

5 When gladness wings my favored hour. 
Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 

Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
The gathering storm shall see : 

My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
That heart will rest on thee. 


This hymn is full of submission, and of faith in 

Miss Helen Maria Williams was born in England 
in 1762, and lived until 1827. She gained an early 
and wide reputation by her writing in prose and 
poetry. Miss Williams's poems were published in 
London in 1786 in two small volumes. Two words 
only have been altered : 

The author wrote "powers of thought" in the 
second stanza, and " lowering storm " instead of 
" gathering " in the last stanza. 

6 1 7 Acquiescence in the Divine will. CM. 

AUTHOR of good, we rest on thee : 
Thine ever watchful eye 
Alone our real wants can see, 
Thine hand alone supply. 

2 In thine all -gracious providence 
Our cheerful hopes confide ; 

O let thy power be our defense, 
Thy love our footsteps guide. 

3 And since, by passion's force subdued, 
Too oft, with stubborn will, 

We blindly shun the latent good, 
And grasp the specious ill, — 

4 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
Let mercy still supply : 

The good we ask not, Father, grant ; 
The ill we ask, deny. 


A utlior's title : Tlie Ignorance, of Man. 
This is a part of a longer hymn, beginning : 

" Behold yon new-born infant grieved." 

It has been altered in nearly every line. 

The Rev. James Merrick (1720-1769) was or- 
dained priest in the Church ot England, but his 
health never permitted him to do pastoral work. 
He was the author of several books, of which the 
best known are Poems on Sacred Subjects, and The 
Psalms, Translated or Paraphrased in Emilish Verse, 

618 Overwhelming grief . CM. 

OTHOU, who in the olive shade, 
When the dark hour came on, 
Didst, with a breath of heavenly aid, 
Strengthen thy suffering Son, — 

2 O by the anguish of that night, 
Send us down blest relief; 

Or, to the chastened, let thy might 
Hallow this whelming grief. 

3 And thou, that, when the starry sky 
Saw the dread strife begun, 

Didst teach adoring faith to cry, 
"Father, thy will be done," — 

4 By thy meek Spirit, thou, of all 
That e'er have mourned the chief, 

Blest Saviour, if the stroke must fall, 
Hallow this whelming grief. 


The author's title was : Hymn by the Sick Bed of a 

It was written in 1826, and published first in 
Hymns for Children. It begins: 

" Father who in," etc. 

The meter has been changed from particular to 
common by the addition of two syllables to the 
last line of each stanza. The words inserted are 
"suffering" in the first stanza, "whelming" in 
the second and fourth, and " Father" in the third. 

These changes were probably made by the editors 
of the 1849 edition. 

Mrs. Felicia Dorothea Hemans was born at Liver- 
pool in 1793. Her educational advantages were 
very limited ; but she was a great reader and student 
all her life. She began to write very early, and in 
1808, when only fourteen years of age, published a 
volume, entitled Juvenile Poems. From this time 
until her death, in 1835, she wrote and published 
many volumes. Her maiden name was Browne. 
She married Captain Hemans, of the militia, in 
1812. Mrs. Hemans ranks among the first lyrical 



619 Remember me ! C. M. 

OTHOU from whom all goodness flows, 
I lift my soul to thee ; 
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
Dear Lord, remember me. 

2 If, for thy sake, upon my name 

Reproach and shame shall be, 
I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame, 

If thou remember me. 

S When worn with pain, disease, and 

This feeble body see ; 
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; 

Hear, and remember me. 

4 When, in the solemn hour of death, 
I wait thy just decree, 

Saviour, with my last parting breath, 
I'll cry, " Remember me." 

5 And when before thy throne I stand, 
And lift my soul to thee, 

Then, with the saints at thy right hand, 
O Lord, remember me. 


" Remember me, my God, for good." Neh. 
xiii, 31. 

The original (1792) has six stanzas. These are 
verses one, five, four, and six, altered. Verses two 
and three of the original are omitted. The last 
stanza has been added by another writer. 

The author wrote, verse one, line two : 

" I lift my heart to thee." 
Verse two, lines one, two, and three : 

" If on my face for thy dear Name, 

Shame and reproaches be ; 
All hail reproach and welcome shame." 

Verse three, line one : 

" Distrest with pain, disease, and grief." 

Verse four, lines one and two : 

" The hour is near, consigned to death, 
I own t Adjust decree." 

Omitted stanzas: 

2 " When groaning on my burden' d heart, 
My sins lie heavily ; 

My pardon speak, new peace impart, 
In love remember me. 

3 " Temptations sore obstruct my way, 
And ills I cannot flee ; 

give me strength, Lord, as my day, 
For good remember me." 

From Carmina Cristo ; or, Hymns to the Saviour, 
1792. Another edition, enlarged, was published in 

See No. 270. 

D a Light at evening. CM. 

WE journey through a vale of tears, 
By many a cloud o'ercast ; 
And worldly cares and worldly fears, 
Go with us to the last. 

2 Not to the last ! Thy word hath said, 
Could we but read aright, 

" Poor pilgrim, lift in hope thy head, 
At eve it shall be light ! " 

3 Though earthborn shadows now may 

Thy thorny path awhile, 
God's blessed word can part each cloud, 
And bid the sunshine smile. 

4 Only believe, in living faith, 
His love and power divine ; 

And ere thy sun shall set in death, 
His light shall round thee shine. 

5 When tempest clouds are dark on high, 
His bow of love and peace 

Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky, 
A pledge that storms shall cease. 

6 Hold on thy way, with hope unchilled, 
By faith and not by sight, 

And thou shalt own his word fulfilled, 
" At eve it shall be light." 


The author's title was : Hope for the Mourner. 

" But it shall come to pass, that at evening time 
it shall be light." Zech. xiv, 7. 

There are slight changes in two stanzas. 
Verse two, line four : 

" At eve there shall be light." 

Verse five, line four : 

" Betokening storms shall cease." 

From the writer's Household Verses, 1845. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 507. 

6/31 Grateful acknowledgment. C. M. 

I LOVE the Lord : he heard my cries, 
And pitied every groan ; 
Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
I'll hasten to his throne. 



2 I love the Lord: he bowed his ear, 
And chased my grief away; 

O let my heart do more despair, 

While I have breath to pray. 

3 The Lord beheld me sore distressed; 
He bade my pains remove: 

Return, my soul, to God thy rest, 
For thou hast known hi> love. 


The author's title was: Recovery from Sick- 
Founded on the first part of Psa. cxvi : 

" I love the Lord, because he hath heard my 
voice and my supplications. Because 1k j hath in- 
clined his ear unto rue, therefore will I call upon 
him as long as I live. The sorrows of death eom- 

Fassed me, and the pains of hell erat hold upou me : 
found trouble and sorrow. Then called I upon 
the name of the Lord ; O Lord, I beseech thee, de- 
liver my soul. Gracious is the Lord, and right- 
eous ; yea, our God is merciful. The Lord pre- 
serveth' the simple : I was brought low, and he 
helped me. Keturn unto thy rest. O my soul : for 
the Lord hath dealt bountifully with 'thee. For 
thou hast delivered my s<'ul from death, mine eyes 
from tears, and my feet from falling. I will walk 
before the Lord in the land of the living.'' 

Three stanzas, the third, fourth, and sixth, have 
been omitted : 

3 " My flesh declined, my spirits fell, 
And* I drew near the dead. 

While inward pangs and fears of hell 
Perplexed my wakeful head. 

4 " My God, I cried, thy servant save. 
Thou ever good and just. 

Thy power can rescue from the grave, 
Thy power is all my trust.'' 

6 •• My God hath saved my soul from death, 

And' dried my falling tears. 
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath. 

And my remaining j 

The verses given are unaltered. 

Published in 

622 M leadeth me. L. M. 

HE leadeth me ! O blessed thought ! 
O words with heavenly comfort 
fraught ! 
Whate'er I do. where'er I be. 
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. 

He leadeth me, he leadeth me. 
By his own hand he leadeth me : 
His faithful follower I would be, 
For by his hand he leadeth me. 

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, 
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, — 

Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me! 

3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, 
Nor ever murmur nor repine, 
Content, whatever lot I see, 

Since 'tis my God that leadeth me ! 

4 And when my task on earth is done, 
When, by thy grace, the victory's won, 
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee. 
Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 


The seed-thought and title of this favorite hymn 
is: "He leadeth me beside the still waters,'' Psa. 
xxiii, 2. 

It was written in Philadelphia, 1-1. 

o, Dec. 4, 1862,) in which it was signed 
" GatUt t 

The hymn is not altered, save t! at the last two 
lines of the chorus have been added by another 

The Eev. Joseph Henry Gilmore, a Baptist min- 
ister, was born in 1834 

623 BatieJit thankfulness and trust. L.M. 

ETERXAL Beam of light divine, 
Fountain of unexhausted love, 
In whom the Father's glories shine, 

Through earth beneath, and heaven above ; 

2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest, 
Give me thy easy yoke to bear; 

With steadfast patience arm my breast, 
With spotless love and lowly fear. 

3 Thankful I take the cup from thee, 
Prepared and mingled by thy skill ; 

Though bitter to the taste it be, 
Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 

4 Be thou. O Rock of ages, nigh ! 

So shall each lnuraiuring thought be gone, 
And grief, and fear, and care shall fly, 
As clouds before the midday sun. 

5 Speak to my warring passions. ' ' Peace," 
Say to my trembling heart. " Be still ; " 

Thy power my strength and fortre— 
For all things serve thy sovereign will. 

6 O Death! where is thy sting? Where now 
Thy boasted victory, O Grave? 

Who shall contend with God? or who 
Can hurt whom God delights to save? 




The author's title is : In Affliction. 
The last three stanzas are especially fine. 
It is unaltered and entire. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

624 For sustaining grace. L.M. 

Y hope, my all, my Saviour thou, 


To thee, lo, now my soul I bow ! 
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 

1 find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 

2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way; 
Protect me through my life's short day : 
In all my acts may wisdom guide, 

And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 

3 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
Save me from sin and Satan's power ; 
Tear every idol from thy throne, 
And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 

4 My suffering time shall soon be o'er ; 
Then shall I sigh and weep no more : 
My ransomed soul shall soar away, 

To sing thy praise in endless day. 


In the Hymnal this is attributed to Thomas Coke, 
but without sufficient warrant. It was supposed 
for a long time that the first official hymn book of 
the M. E. Church was compiled by Bishops Coke 
and Asbury. It has been shown that this book 
was substantially a reprint of A Pocket Hymn 
Boole, published in York, England, by Robert 
Spence. (Sixth edition, 1786.) 

This hymn appears in the York book. One 
stanza, the third, has been omitted : 

3 " Correct, reprove, and comfort me, 
As I have need my Saviour be ; 
And if I would from thee depart, 
Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart." 

635 Friend of the friendless. L. M. 

GOD of my life, to thee I call ; 
Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; 
When the great water-floods prevail, 
Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 

2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, 
Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? 
Where, but with thee, whose open door 
Invites the helpless and the poor? 

3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, 
And thou refuse that mourner's plea? 
Does not the promise still remain, 
That none shall seek thy face in vain? 

4 Poor I may be, despised, forgot, 
Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; 
And he is safe, and must succeed, 
For whom the Saviour deigns to plead. 


The original title was: Looking Upwards in a 

Two stanzas, the fourth and fifth, have been 
omitted : 

4 " That were a grief, I could not bear, 
Did'st thou not near and answer prayer; 
But a prayer-hearing, answering Goa, 
Supports me under every load. 

5 " Fair is the lot that's cast for me ; 
I have an advocate with thee ; 
They whom the world caresses most, 
Have no such privilege to boast." 

The third line of the third verse was : 
" Does not the word still fixed remain." 

And the last line was : 
" For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
For biography, see No. 44. 

b26 Ln hope, believing against hope. L.M. 

AWAY, my unbelieving fear! 
Fear shall in me no more have place ; 
My Saviour doth not yet appear, 

He hides the brightness of his face : 
But shall I therefore let him go, 

And basely to the tempter yield? 
No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
I never will give up my shield. 

2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 

Although the olive yield no oil, 
The withering fig-trees droop and die, 

The fields elude the tiller's toil, 
The empty stall no herd afford, 

And perish all the bleating race, 
Yet will I triumph in the Lord, — 

The God of my salvation praise. 


This is the first half of a hymn written upon 
Hab. iii, 17, 18 : 

"Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither 
shall fruit be in the vines ; the labour of the olive 
shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat ; the 
fiock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall 
be no herd in the stalls : yet I will rejoice in the 
Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation." 

It will be seen, by comparison, that the second 
stanza is an excellent metrical rendering of this fine 

passage of Scripture. 
Unaltered. From Hymns and Sacred 

Poems, 1742. 



627 Blessing for mourners. L. M. 

DEEM not that they are blest alone 
Whose days a peaceful tenor keep ; 
The anointed Son of God makes known, 
A blessing for the eyes that weep. 

2 The light of smiles shall fill again 
The lids that overflow with tears ; 

And weary hours of woe and pain 
Are promises of happier years. 

3 There is a day of sunny rest 

For every dark and troubled night ; 

And grief may bide an evening guest, 

But joy shall come with early light. 

4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, 
Though life its common gifts deny, 

Though with a pierced and broken heart, 
And spurned of men, he goes to die. 

5 For God has marked each sorrowing day, 
And numbered every secret tear ; 

And heaven's long age of bliss shall pay 
For all his children suffer here. 


Title : Blessed are They that Mourn. 

This hymn was written in 1820, for a collection 
to be used in the Eev. William Ware's — afterward 
Dr. Bellows's — church in New York city. 

The third line of the first stanza evidently 
troubled the author considerably. As originally 
written, it was : 

" The God who loves our race has shown." 
In his Poems (1854 edition) it was : 
" The Power who pities man has shown." 

In an autograph letter to a member of the com- 
mittee that edited this Hymnal, he gave to it its 
present form. It was his last revision. One stanza, 
the fourth, is omitted: 

4 " And Thou, who o'er thy friend's low bier, 
Sheddest the bitter drops like rain, 

Hope that a brighter, happier sphere 
Will give him to thy arms again." 

For biographical sketch, see No. 201. 

628 Resignation. L. M. 

THY will be done ! I will not fear 
The fate provided by thy love ; 
Though clouds and darkness shroud me 
I know that all is bright above. 

2 The stars of heaven are shining on, 
Though these frail eyes are dimmed with 

tears ; 
The hopes of earth indeed are gone, 
But are not ours the immortal years? 

3 Father, forgive the heart that clings, 
Thus trembling, to the things of time ; 

And bid my soul, on angel wings, 
Ascend unto a purer clime. 

4 There shall no doubts disturb its trust, 
No sorrows dim celestial love; 

But these afflictions of the dust, 
Like shadows of the night, remove. 

5 E'en now, above, there's radiant day, 
While clouds and darkness brood below; 

Then, Father, joyful on my way 
To drink the bitter cup I go. 


Title : Comfort in Affliction. 
The original began : 

"My Father ! when around me spread." 

It contained eight stanzas. The first three have 
been omitted. The last stanza of the hymn has 
been altered. The author wrote it : 

" That glorious hour will well r _ 
A life of toil and care and woe\ 

O Father, joyful on my way 
To drink thy bitter cup 1 go ! " 

Jane Elizabeth Eoscoe, afterward Mrs. Horn- 
blower, lived from 1793 until 1853. 

This fine hymn, full of faith and resignation, was 
first publishe'd in Sabbath Recreations, edited by 
Emily Taylor, in 1829. 

629 Sympathetic love. L. M. 

OLOVE divine, that stooped to share 
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear ! 
On thee we cast each earthborn care ; 
We smile at pain while thou art near. 

2 Though long the weary way we tread, 
And sorrows crown each lingering year, 

No path we shun, no darkness dread, 
Our hearts still whispering, "Thou art 

3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, 
And trembling faith is changed to fear, 

The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, 
Shall softly tell us, "Thou art near! " 



4 On thee we fling our burdening woe, 

O Love divine, forever dear ; 
Content to suffer while we know, 

Living and dying, thou art near ! 


The original title was : Hymn of Trust. 
It is unaltered and entire. From the author' 
Poems. 1862. Written 1859. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 135. 

630^ is I; be not afraid. Matt, xiv, 27. L. M. 

WHEN Power divine, in mortal form, 
Hushed with a word the raging- 
In soothing accents Jesus said, 
1 'Lo! it is I; be not afraid." 

2 So when in silence nature sleeps, 
And lonely watch the mourner keeps, 
One thought shall every pang remove, — 
Trust, feeble man, thy Maker's love. 

3 God calms the tumult and the storm ; 
He rules the seraph and the worm : 

No creature is by him forgot 

Of those who know, or know him not. 

4 And when the last dread hour is come, 
And shuddering nature waits her doom, 
This voice shall wake the pious dead, 
"Lo! it is I; be not afraid." 


This hymn, founded on the words of the Master, 
first appeared in Sabbath Recreations, (1829,) a 
little book, edited by Miss Emily Taylor. 

Instead of "lonely" in the second stanza the 
author wrote " his lone /" and instead of "wake" 
in the fourth stanza the original has " call." 

The third and fourth stanzas have been omitted : 

3 "Bless'd be the voice that breathes from heaven, 
To every heart in sunder riven, 

When love, and joy, and hope are fled, 
Lo ! it is I ; be not afraid. 

4 " When men with fiend-like passions rage, 
And foes yet fiercer foes engage ; 

Bless'd be the voice, though still and small, 
That whispers, ' God is over all.' " 

For biographical sketch of author, see No. 67. 

631 Meekness and patience. L. M. 

THOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace, 
For thee my thirsty soul doth pine ; 
My longing heart implores thy grace ; 
O make me in thy likeness shine. 

2 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, 
With lamb-like patience arm my breast; 

When grief my wounded soul assails, 
In lowly meekness may I rest. 

3 Close by thy side still may I keep, 
Howe'er life's various currents flow ; 

With steadfast eye mark every step, 
And follow thee where'er thou go. 

4 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast won ; 
Alone thou hast the wine-press trod ; 

In me thy strengthening grace be shown : 
O may I conquer through thy blood. 

5 So, when on Zion thou shalt stand, 
And all heaven's host adore their King, 

Shall I be found at thy right hand, 
And, free from pain, thy glories sing. 


From the German, by the Rev. Christian Fried- 
rich Richter. 
See No. 394. 
This second stanza is omitted : 

" With fraudless, even, humble Mind, 
Thy Will in all Things may I see : 

In Love be every Wish resign'd, 
And hallow'd my whole Heart to thee." 

This translation appeared in Wesley 's first hymn 
book, edited and printed in America : Collection of 
Psalms and Hymns. Charles-Town, 1737. 

6 3 2 Comfort in the promises. L. M. 

OGOD, to thee we raise our eyes ; 
Calm resignation we implore ; 
O let no murmuring thought arise, 
But humbly let us still adore. 

2 With meek submission may we bear 
Each needful cross thou shalt ordain ; 

Nor think our trials too severe, 
Nor dare thy justice to arraign. 

3 For though mysterious now thy ways 
To erring mortals may appear, 

Hereafter we thy name shall praise 
For all our keenest sufferings here. 

4 Thy needful help, O God, afford, 
Nor let us sink in deep despair; 

Aid us to trust thy sacred word, 

And find our sweetest comfort there. 


The original title was : After the Death of My 
Dear JIusband. 



It was written in the first person : 

ik My God, to thee /raise mine eyes," 

and so on throughout the hymn. The only 
other change is in verse four, line one : 

" Now, Lord, thy needful aid afford." 

From the author's Poems, Written c 
Occasions, 1806. 

In the preface the editor says : " Charlotte Smith 
was born in the year 1V75 under circumstances the 
most unfavorable ; and it is probable that whatever 
in her character or subsequent conduct may have 
been deserving of praise, has owed its origin to relig- 
ious impressions early made upon her mind by the 
pious conductors of a Sunday-school." 

She had some small educational advantages in a 
charity school, but at the age of sixteen went out 
to service. In 1802 she married a Mr. Richardson, 
and two years later was widowed. Her Poems 
(thirty-seven pieces) were published by subscrip- 
tion. They show but little poetic talent, yet mani- 
fest true piety and great trust in God. 

633 Believers encouraged. S. M. 

YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
Down from trie willows take ; 
Loud to the praise of love divine 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 
We are not far from home ; 

And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 
Stronger and brighter shine ; 

Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 

4 When we in darkness walk, 
Nor feel the heavenly flame, 

Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon his name. 

5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
Subside at his control ; 

His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

6 Blest is the man, O God, 
That stays himself on thee ; 

Who wait for their salvation, Lord, 
Shall thy salvation see. 


Title : Weak Believers Encouraged. 
Part of a hymn of eight double stanzas. These 
verses are the first, the first half of the second, 

the fourth, and the last half of the eighth, verba- 

The whole poem can be found in the author's 
Works, or in The Poetical Remains of TojAady, pub- 
lished by Daniel Sedgwick. London, 1860. 

See No. 415. 

634 With Christ. S M. 

JESUS, one word from thee 
Fills my sad soul with peace : 
My griefs are like a tossing sea; 
They hear thy voice and cease. 

2 Soon as thy pitying face 
Shone through my stormy fears, 

The storm swept by, nor left a trace, 
Save the sweet dew of tears. 

3 And when thou call'st me, Lord, 
Where thickest dangers be, 

Even the waves a path afford ; 
I walk the waves with thee. 

4 With thee within my bark 

I'll dare death's threatening tide, 
Nor count the passage strange or dark 
With Jesus by my side. 

5 Dear Lord, thy faithful grace 
I know and I adore : 

What shall it be to see thy face 
In heaven for evermore! 


Written in 1872, and published first in the New 
York Observer. It was afterward published in 
Hymns and Songs of Praise, edited by Drs. Hitch- 
cock, Eddy, and Schatf, 1874. 

It is unaltered and complete. 

For sketch of author, see No. 283. 

635 In the Saviou? >y s care. S. M. 

MY spirit, on thy care, 
Blest Saviour, I recline ; 
Thou wilt not leave me to despair, 
For thou art Love divine. 

2 In thee I place my trust, 
On thee I calmly rest; 

I know thee good, I know thee just, 
And count thy choice the best. 

3 Whate'er events betide, 
Thy will they all perform ; 

Safe in thy breast my head I hide. 
Nor fear the coming storm. 



4 Let good or ill befall, 

It must be good for me ; 
Secure of having thee in all, 

Of having all in thee. 


Written upon Psalm xxxi : 

" In thee, Lord, do I put my trust : 
never be ashamed," etc. 

let me 

Unaltered. From The Spirit of the Psalms, (third 
edition, 1864.) 

For biographical sketch of the author see 
No. 27. 

636 Walling by faith. S. M. 

IF, on a quiet sea, 
Toward heaven we calmly sail, 
With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, 
We'll own the favoring gale. 

2 But should the surges rise, 
And rest delay to come, 

Blest be the tempest, kind the storm, 
Which drives us nearer home. 

3 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
All yield to thy control ; 

Thy tender mercies shall illume 
The midnight of the soul. 

4 Teach us, in every state, 
To make thy will our own ; 

And when the joys of sense depart, 
To live by faith alone. 


Part of the hymn from which No. 633 is taken. 

This hymn is made up of the last part of the sec- 
ond stanza, first half of the third, last half of the 
fourth, ana the last half of the fifth — all of them 

Original Stanzas. 

1 " Fastened within the vail, 
Hope be your anchor strong ; 

His loving Spirit the sweet gale, 
That wafts you smooth along. 

2 " Or should the surges rise, 
And peace delay to come ; 

Blest is the sorrow, kind the storm 
That drives us nearer home. 

3 " Soon shall our doubts and fears, 
Subside at his control : 

His loving -kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

4 " Yet learn in every state, 

To make his will your own, 
And when the joys of sense depart, 

To walk by faith alone." 

It will be seen that the first stanza is almost en- 
tirely new, and that there are a number of word- 
changes in the others. This was done by somo 
hymn-book editor. 

For biography of Toplady, see No. 415. 

637 s.m. 

My times are in Thy hand. Psa. xxxi, 15. 

* * 1\/T ^ times are in thy hand : " 
lVl My God, I wish them there ; 

My life, my friends, my soul, I leave 
Entirely to thy care. 

2 "My times are in thy hand, 1 ' 
Whatever they may be ; 

Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
As best may seem to thee. 

3 ' ' My times are in thy hand ; " 
Why should I doubt or fear? 

My Father's hand will never cause 
His child a needless tear. 

4 "My times are in thy hand, 
Jesus, the crucified ! 

The hand my cruel sins had pierced 
Is now my guard and guide. 

5 "My times are in thy hand: " 
I'll always trust in thee ; 

And, after death, at thy right hand 
I shall forever be. 


One stanza, the fifth, has been omitted: 

5 " ' My times are in thy hand : ' 

Jesus, my Advocate : 
Nor shall Thine hand be stretched in vain, 

For me to supplicate." 

From the author's Thoughts in Rhyme, 1830. 

William Freeman Lloyd was an English layman, 
an enthusiastic Sunday-school worker, and editor 
of literature for the young. He lived from 1791 
until 1853. 

S. M. 

638 Through death to life. 

OWHAT. if we are Christ's, 
Is earthly shame or loss? 
Bright shall the crown of glory be, 
When we have borne the cross. 



2 Keen was the trial once, 
Bitter the cup of woe. 

When martyred saints, baptized in blood, 
Christ's Bufferings shared below. 

3 Bright is their glory now, 
Boundless their joy above, 

Where, on the bosom of their God, 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours, 
Like them in faith to bear 

All that of sorrow, grief, or pain, 
May be our portion here. 

5 Enough, if thou at last 
The word of blessing give, 

And let us rest before thy throne, 
Where saints and angels live. 


" I reckon that the sufferings of this present time 
are not worthy to be compared with the glory which 
shall bt rtieated in «s." Rom. viii, 18. 

The hymn closes with this doxology : 

" All glory, Lord, to Thee, 

Whom fieaven and earth adore ; 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God for evermore." Amen. 

Written in 1852. 

Contributed to Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861. 

See No. 91. 

639 No cause for fear. 7,6. 

GOD is my strong salvation ; 
What foe have I to fear? 
In darkness and temptation, 

My light, my help, is near: 
Though hosts encamp around me, 

Firm in the fight I stand ; 
What terror can confound me, 
With God at my right hand ! 

2 Place on the Lord reliance; 

My soul, with courage wait; 
His truth be thine affiance, 

When faint and desolate ; 
His might thy heart shall strengthen, 

His love thy joy increase; 
Mercy thy days shall lengthen; 

The Lord will give thee peace. 


This excellent hymn is founded on the first part 
of Psa. xxvii : 

" The Lord is my light and my salvation ; whom 
shall 1 fear ? the Lord is the strength of my life ; 

of whom shall I he afraid ? When the wicked, even 
mine enemies and my t'<n->, came upon me to eat up 
my Been, they stumbled and tell. Though a host 
should encamp against inc. my heart shall not fear: 
though war should rise against me, in this will I be 

In the fifth line of the second stanza, the original 
has M thine heart." 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 5. 

640 The pilgrims of Jesus 

HAPPY band of pilgrims, 


If onward ye will tread, 
With Jesus as your Fellow, 

To Jesus as your Head ! 
O happy, if ye labor 

As Jesus did for men ; 
O happy, if ye hunger 

As Jesus hungered then! 

2 The cross that Jesus carried 
He carried as your due : 

The crown that Jesus weareth 

He weareth it for you. 
The faith by which ye see him, 

The hope in which ye yearn, 
The love that through all trouble 

To him alone will turn, — 

3 What are they but forerunners 
To lead you to his sight ? 

What are they save the effluence 

Of uncreated Light? 
The trials that beset you, 

The sorrows ye endure, 
The manifold temptations 

That death alone can cure, — 

4 What are they but his jewels 
Of right celestial worth? 

What are they but the ladder, 
Set up to heaven on earth? 

O happy band of pilgrims, 
Look upward to the skies, 

Where such a light affliction 
Shall win so great a prize. 


From Hymns of the Eastern Church. London, 

One word has been changed, the original has 
11 i aunt-couriers " in the first line of the third stanza 
instead of "forerunners." 

Joseph of the Studium was a Greek monk of the 
ninth century. Dr. Neale relates the following 
legend concerning his death : 

" A citizen of Constantinople betook himself to 



the Church of Saint Theodore, in the hope of ob- 
taining some benefit from the intercessions of that 
martyr. He waited three days in vain ; then, just 
as he was about to leave the church in despair, 
Saint Theodore appeared. ' I,' said the vision, 
'and the other saints, whom the poet Joseph has 
celebrated in his Canons, have been attending his 
soul to Paradise, hence my absence from my 

641 Peace and joy 7,6. 

SOMETIMES a light surprises 
The Christian while he sings ; 
It is the Lord who rises 

With healing on his wings ; 
When comforts are declining, 

He grants the soul again 
A season of clear shining, 
To cheer it after rain. 

2 In holy contemplation, 
We sweetly then pursue 

The theme of God's salvation, 

And find it ever new : 
Set free from present sorrow, 

We cheerfully can say, 
Let the unknown to-morrow 

Bring with it what it may. 

3 It can bring with it nothing 
But he will bear us through ; 

Who gives the lilies clothing, 
Will clothe his people too ; 

Beneath the spreading heavens 
No creature but is fed ; 

And he who feeds the ravens 
Will give his children bread. 

4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither 
Their wonted fruit should bear, 

Though all the fields should wither, 
Nor flocks nor herds be there ; 

Yet God the same abiding, 

His praise shall tune my voice ; 

For while in him confiding, 
I cannot but rejoice. 


Title : Joy and Peace in Believinq. 

This is not a hymn, strictly speaking, but it is a 
very fine little poem. It is from the Olney Hymns, 
1779. Sometimes it is accredited to John Newton. 

The Olney Hymns were composed by Newton 
and Cowper, and edited by Newton, who desig- 
nated Cowper's hymns by prefixing the letter C. to 
them. In most editions of the Olney Hymns we 
find this piece so marked ; but in John Newton's 
Works, published about ten years before his death, 
(second edition, 1816, about ten years after he died,) 
this hymn has no C. prefixed to it. This may be a 

typographical error. If so, it is strange that it was 
not corrected in the second edition. 

The third stanza contains happy allusions to 
Christ's Sermon on the Mount, Matt, vi, and the 
last stanza is a successful paraphrase of Hab. 
iii, 17, 18. 

One line has been altered, verse two, line seven. 
The author wrote : 

" E'en let the unknown to-morrow." . 

642 I will fear no change. 7, 6. 

IN heavenly love abiding, 
No change my heart shall fear; 
And safe is such confiding, 

For nothing changes here. 
The storm may roar without me, 

My heart may low be laid, 
But God is round about me, 
And can I be dismayed? 

2 Wherever he may guide me, 
No want shall turn me back ; 

My Shepherd is beside me, 

And nothing can I lack. 
His wisdom ever waketh, 

His sight is never dim, 
He knows the way he taketh, 

And I will walk with him. 

3 Green pastures are before me, 
Which yet I have not seen ; 

Bright skies will soon be o'er me, 
Where darkest clouds have been. 

My hope I cannot measure, 
My path to life is free, 

My Saviour has my treasure, 
And he will walk with me. 


" I will fear no evil ; for thou art with me." Psa. 
xxiii, 4. 

Miss Waring's hymns are characterized by sim- 
plicity, beauty, and a rational, child-like faith. This 
is unaltered and entire. 

From Hymns and Meditations. London, 1850. 

See No. 510. 

643 The cross accepted. 8,7. 

JESUS, 1 my cross have taken, 
All to leave, and follow thee; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, from hence, my all shalt be : 
Perish every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, and hoped, and known; 
Yet how rich is my condition, 

God and heaven are still my own ! 




2 Let the world despise and leave me, 
They have left my Saviour, too; 

Human hearts aud looks deceive me; 

Thou art not, like man, untrue; 
And, while thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; 

Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ! 
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain ! 

Id thy service, pain is pleasure ; 

With thy favor, loss is gain. 
I have called thee, "Abba, Father;" 

I have stayed my heart on thee : 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 

All must work for good to me. 

4 Man may trouble and distress me, 
Twill but drive me to thy breast; 

Life with trials hard may press me, 
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 

O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
While thy love is left to me ; 

O 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
Were that joy unmixed with thee. 

5 Know, my soul, thy full salvation ; 
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 

Joy to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 

What a Father's smile is thine ; 
What a Saviour died to win thee: 

Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; 

Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 

Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, 

Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 


Title : Lo, we have left all and followed Thee. 

This favorite hymn 'appeared in Montgomery's 
Christian Psalmist (1825) without the name of the 
author. He doubtless found it in some periodical. 

The third line of verse one the author wrote : 

11 Destitute, despised, forsaken." 

And the first line of the fifth verse was : 
11 Take my soul, thy full savation." 

From Poems, Chiefly Religious, by Henry Francis 
Lyte. London, 1833. 
See No. 27. 

644 Only waiting. 8, 7. 

ONLY waiting, till the shadows 
Are a little longer grown: 
Only waiting, till the glimmer 

Of the day's last beam is flown ; 
Till the light of earth is faded 

From the hearts once full of day ; 
Till the stars of heaven are breaking 
Through the twilight soft and gray. 

2 Only waiting, till the reapers 
Have the last sheaf gathered home ; 

For the summer-time is faded, 

And the autumn winds have come. 

Quickly, reapers, gather quickly 
These last ripe hours of my heart, 

For the bloom of life is withered, 
And I hasten to depart. 

3 Only waiting, till the shadows 
Are a little longer grown : 

Only waiting, till the glimmer 
Of the day's last beam is flown. 

Then, from out the gathered darkness 
Holy, deathless stars shall rise, 

By whose light my soul shall gladly 
Tread its pathway to the skies. 


This fine hymn was written in 1854, and first 
published in the Waterville Mail, a local paper in 
Maine, Sept. 7, 1854. The author was then a 
school-girl, and contributed to the poet's corner of 
this paper under the nom de plume of " Inez." It 
was widely copied, and appeared in various hymn 
books as "Anon." A few years ago an inquiry 
was made as to the authorship, and Mrs. Mace ac- 
knowledged it. 

The title and burden of the poem are not original 
with the author. A poor old man in an almshouse 
being asked what he was doingnow, replied, " Only 
waiting." Mrs. Mace heard of this, and based the 
poem upon it. Several lines have been slightly 
altered, and one stanza, the third, has been omitted : 

3 " Only waiting till the angels 

Open wide the mystic gate, 
At whose feet I long have lingered 

"Weary, poor, and desolate ; 
Even now I hear their footsteps, 

And their voices far away, 
If they call me I am waiting, 

Only waiting to obey." 

The author writes : " Nothing was further from 
my thoughts, when I sent these simple lines to the 
Wattrville Mail, than that they would ever receive 
more than a passing notice of the readers of that 

Miss Frances Laughton was born in Orono, 
Maine, in 1836. In 1855 she was married to Beni. 
EL Mace, Esq., a lawyer of Bangor. A dainty vol- 
ume of Mrs. Mace's poems, entitled Legends, Lyrics, 
and Sonnets, was published in Boston in 1883. 



645 In deep affliction. 8, 7. 

FULL of trembling expectation, 
Feeling much, and fearing more, 
Mighty God of my salvation, 
I thy timely aid implore. 

2 Suffering Son of man, be near me, 
In my sufferings to sustain ; 

By thy sorer griefs to cheer me, 
By thy more than mortal pain. 

3 By thy most severe temptation 
In that dark Satanic hour, 

By thy last mysterious passion, 
Screen me from the adverse power. 

4 By thy fainting in the garden, 
By thy dreadful death, I pray, 

Write upon my heart the pardon ; 
Take my sins and fears away. 


The author's title was : For a Woman Near the 
Time of her Travail. 

Four double stanzas, the second and fourth 
are omitted. 

The second line in the last stanza Wesley wrote : 

" By Thy bloody siveat I pray." 

From Hymns for the Use of Families. Bristol, 

646 Gently lead us. 8, 7, 4. 

GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us 
Through this gloomy vale of tears ; 
And, O Lord, in mercy give us 
Thy rich grace in all our fears. 

O refresh us, 
Traveling through this wilderness. 

2 When temptation's darts assail us, 
When in devious paths we stray, 

Let thy goodness never fail us, 
Lead us in thy perfect way. 

3 In the hour of pain and anguish, 

In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
Suffer not our souls to fear. 

4 When this mortal life is ended, 
Bid us in thine arms to rest, 

Till, by angel-bands attended, 
VVe awake among the blest. 


Author's title: Pilgrimage. 
This hymn first appeared in Spiritual Songs for 
Social Worship. Words and music arranged by 

Thomas Hastings, of Utica, and Lowell Mason, of 
Boston. Utica, 1832. 

As then published, the hymn had no refrain. 
The first stanza has been changed from this form : 

" Gently, Lord, gently lead us 
Through this lonely vale of tears; 

Through the changes thou'st decreed us 
Till our last great change appears." 

The last stanza began : 

" And when mortal life is ended." 

The rest is verbatim. 
See No. 177. 

64/ Worldly pleasures renounced. 8,7. 

VAIN are all terrestrial pleasures ; 
Mixed with dross the purest gold ; 
Seek we, then, for heavenly treasures, 

Treasures never waxing old. 
Let our best affections center 

On the things around the throne : 
There no thief can ever enter ; 

Moth and rust are there unknown. 

2 Earthly joys no longer please us ; 
Here would we renounce them all ; 

Seek our only rest in Jesus, 
Him our Lord and Master call. 

Faith, our languid spirits cheering, 
Points to brighter worlds above ; 

Bids us look for his appearing ; 
Bids us triumph in his love. 

3 May our lights be always burning, 
And our loins be girded round, 

Waiting for our Lord's returning, 
Longing for the welcome sound. 

Thus the Christian life adorning, 
Never need we be afraid, 

Should he come at night or morning, 
Early dawn, or evening shade. 


Title : The Watchful Servants. 

It was written upon Luke xii, 35^40. 

A few changes have been made by the hymn 

The Rev. David Everard Ford was an English 
Congregational minister, ordained in 1821. In 1828 
he published his Hymns chiefly on the Parables of 
Christ, from which this is taken. 

648 The pilgrim's Guide. L. M. 6 1. 

LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide 
Of all that travel to the sky, 
Come and with us, e'en us, abide, 
Who would on thee alone rely; 
On thee alone our spirits stay, 
While held in life's uneven way. 



2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 

Thifl earth, we know, is not our place; 
But hasten through the vale of woe, 

And, restless to behold thy face, 
Swift to our heavenly country move, 
Our everlasting home above. 

3 We've no abiding city here, 
But seek a city out of sight ; 

Thither our steady course we steer, 

Aspiring to the plains of light, 
Jerusalem, the saints 1 abode, 
Whose founder is the living God. 

4 Patient the appointed race to run, 
This weary world we cast behind; 

From strength to strength we travel on, 

The New Jerusalem to find : 
Our labor this, our only aim, 
To find the New Jerusalem. 

5 Through thee, who all our sins hast 


Freely and graciously forgiven, 
With songs to Zion we return, 

Contending for our native heaven ; 
That palace of our glorious King, — 
We find it nearer while we sing. 

6 Raised by the breath of love divine, 

We urge our way with strength re- 
The church of the first-born to join, 

We travel to the mount of God ; 
With joy upon our heads arise, 
And meet our Saviour in the skies. 


Original title : The Traveler. 
Two stanzas, the fifth and seventh, have been 
omitted : 

5 " Thither in all our thoughts we tend, 
And still with longing eyes look up, 

Our hearts and prayers before us send, 
Our ready scouts of faith and hope, 

Who bring us news of Sion near, 

We soon shall see the towers appear." 

7 " Even now we taste the pleasures there, 

A cloud of spicy odors conies, 
Soft wafted by the balmy air, 

Sweeter than Araby's perfumes ; 
From Sion's top the breezes blow, 
And cheer us in the vale below\" 

In the last line of the hymn the author wrote 
" Captain" instead of" Saviour." 

From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ. 
London. 1747. 

649 Steadfast reliance. L. M. 6 1. 

FT1IIOUGH waves and storms go o'er my 
J_ head, 

Though strength, and health, and friends 
be gone ; 
Though joys be withered all, and dead, 

Though every comfort be withdrawn ; 
On this my steadfast soul relies, — 
Father, thy mercy never dies. 

2 Fixed on this ground will I remain, 
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay ; 

This anchor shall my soul sustain, 
When earth's foundations melt away ; 

Mercy's full power I then shall prove," 

Loved with an everlasting love. 


These were the last two stanzas of No. 420, 
(which see,) until the 1849 edition of the hymn 
book, and were printed with it. 

The translation was first published in Hymns and 
Sacred Poems, 1740. 

These stanzas have not been altered. 

650 The ever-present Saviour. L. M. 6 1. 

JESUS, to thee our hearts we lift, — 
Our hearts with love to thee o'er- 
flow, — 
With thanks for thy continued gift, 

That still thy gracious name we know, 
Retain our sense of sin forgiven, 
And wait for all our inward heaven. 

2 What mighty troubles hast thou shown 
Thy feeble, tempted followers here ! 

We have through fire and water gone, 

But saw thee on the floods appear, 
And felt thee present in the flame, 
And shouted our Deliverer's name. 

3 Thou who hast kept us to this hour, 
O keep us faithful to the end, 

When, robed in majesty and power, 

Our Jesus shall from heaven descend, 
His friends and witnesses to own, 
And seat us on his glorious throne ! 


Title : At Meeting of Friends. 

The original contains six stanzas; these are the 
first two and the last. 

Five lines were altered by John Wesley for his 
Collection, 1780. 



Verse one, line four : 
" That still thy precious name we know." 

Verse three : 

" The grace which kept us to this hour, 
Shall keep us faithful to the end, 

When, clothed with majesty and power. 
Our Jesus shall from heaven descend, 

His friends and confessors to own, 

And seat us on his glorious throne." 

From the author's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 

651 1 will fear no evil. Psa. xxiii, 4. L. M. 6 1. 

PEACE, doubting heart ! ray God's I am ; 
Who formed me man forbids my fear ; 
The Lord hath called me by my name ; 

The Lord protects, forever near : 
His blood for me did once atone, 
And still he loves and guards his own. 

2 When, passing through the watery deep, 
I ask in faith his promised aid, 

The waves an awful distance keep, 

And shrink from my devoted head : 
Fearless, their violence I dare ; 
They cannot harm, for God is there ! 

3 To him mine eye of faith I turn, 
And through the fire pursue my way ; 

The fire forgets its power to burn, 

The lambent flames around me play : 
I own his power, accept the sign, 
And shout to prove the Saviour mine. 

4 Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand, 
And guard in fierce temptation's hour ; 

Hide in the hollow of thy hand ; 

Show forth in me thy saving power ; 
Still be thy arms my sure defense, 
Nor earth, nor hell, shall pluck me thence. 


The original has seven stanzas ; these are the 
irst four, verbatim. It was inspired by a precious 
passage from lsa., xliii, 1, 2: 

"Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have 
called thee by thy name ; thou art mine. When 
thou passest through the waters, I will be with 
thee ; and through the rivers, they shall not over- 
flow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, 
thou shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame 
kindle upon thee." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. 

6 O 2 Pest for the weary. 11, 10. 

COME unto me, when shadows darkly 
When the sad heart is weary and dis- 
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly 
Come unto me, and I will give you rest. 

2 Large are the mansions in thy father's 

Glad are the homes that sorrows never 
Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling, 
Soft are the tones which raise the heaven- 
ly hymn 

3 There, like an Eden blossoming in glad- 


Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rude- 
ly pressed ; 
Come unto me, all ye who droop in sadness, 

Come unto me, and I will give you rest. 


Author's title : Come Unto Me. 
The burden of this beautiful sacred poem is the 
familiar invitation of Jesus : 

" Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy 
laden, and I will give you rest." Matt, xi, 28. 

It was written for an annual, called the Christian 
Keepsake, (1839,) by Miss Catharine H. Water- 
man, of Philadelphia. 

The original poem contains nine stanzas. This 
hymn is composed of verses three, eight, and nine, 
slightly altered. 

Miss Waterman was born in 1812; in 1840 she 
married George J. Esling, of Philadelphia. In 
1850 her poems were collected and published under 
the title: The Broken Bracelet, and Other Poems. 
Mrs. Esling claims connection with the Protestant 
Episcopal Church. This gem of holy song will 
long preserve her name in the Church of Christ. 

6 O 3 The precious name. 8, 7. 

TAKE the name of Jesus with you, 
Child of sorrow and of woe ; 
It will joy and comfort give you ; 
Take it, then, where'er you go. 
Precious name, O how sweet ! 
Hope of earth and joy of heaven. 

2 Take the name of Jesus ever, 
As a shield from every snare ; 

If temptations round you gather, 
Breathe that holy name in prayer. 



3 O the precious name of Jesus ! 
How it thrills our souls with joy, 

When his loving arms receive us, 
And his songs our tongues employ ! 

4 At the name of Jesus bowing, 
Falling prostrate at his feet, 

King of kings in heaven we'll crown him, 
When our journey is complete. 


Mrs. Baxter, the writer of " There is a gate that 
stands ajar," and other popular hymns, was born 
in Petersburg, N. Y., in 1809. She was converted 
early in life, and united with a Baptist ehurch. 
Later in life she resided in New York city; was an 
invalid for many years, but a patient and cheerful 
sufferer. She died in 1874. 

A volume of her poems, Gems by the Wayside, was 
published in 1855. 

6o4 Jesus, as thou wilt 6. 

MY Jesus, as thou wilt : 
O may thy will be mine ; 
Into thy hand of love 

I would my all resign. 
Through sorrow or through joy, 

Conduct me as thine own, 
And help me still to say, 

" My Lord, thy will be done." 

2 My Jesus, as thou wilt : 
Though seen through many a tear, 

Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear. 
Since thou on earth hast wept 

And sorrowed oft alone, 
If I must weep with thee, 

My Lord, thy will be done. 

3 My Jesus, as thou wilt : 
All shall be well for me; 

Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with thee. 
Straight to my home above, 

I travel calmly on, 
And sing in life or death, 

" My Lord, thy will be done." 


Title : Thy Will be Done. 

" It is the Lord: let him do what seemeth him 
good." 1 Sam. iii, 18. 

The translation is from Hymns from the Land oj 
Luther. Edinburgh, 1853. Seven stanzas ; these 
are the first, fourth, and last, verbatim. 

For sketch of translator, see No. 352. 

For biographical sketch of Schmolke, see No. 228. 

655 6. 

Christian trial, suffering, and submission. 

THY way, not mine, O Lord, 
However dark it be ! 
Lead me by thine own hand ; 
Choose out the path for me. 

1 dare not choose my lot ; 
I would not if I might ; 

Choose thou for me, my God, 
So shall I walk aright. 

2 The kingdom that I seek 
Is thine ; so let the way 

That leads to it be thine, 

Else I must surely stray. 
Take thou my cup, and it 

With joy or sorrow fill. 
As best to thee may seem ; 

Choose thou my good and ill. 

3 Choose thou for me my friends, 
My sickness or my health; 

Choose thou my cares for me, 

My poverty or wealth. 
Not mine, not mine the choice, 

In things or great or small ; 
Be thou my guide, my strength, 

My wisdom and my all. 


Author's title : Thy Way not Mine. 

Seven four-lined stanzas ; the second is omitted : 

" Smooth let it be, or rough, 

It will be still the best, 
Winding or straight, it matters not, 

It leads me to thy rest." 

From Hymns of Faith and Hope, first series, 
1857. Unaltered. 
For sketch of author, see No. 426. 

656 The only refuge. 7. 

JESUS, Lover of my soul, 
Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the nearer waters roll, 

While the tempest still is high ! 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
Till the storm of life is past ; 
Safe into the haven guide. 
O receive my soul at last ! 

2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee : 
Leave, O leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me : 
All my trust on thee is stayed, 

All my help from thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenseless head 

With the shadow of thy wing ! 



3 Thou, Christ, art all I want ; 
More than all in thee I find ; 

Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 

Just and holy is thy name, 
I am all unrighteousness : 

False and full of sin I am, 
Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
Grace to cover all my sin : 

Let the healing streams abound ; 

Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of thee : 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity. 


The author's title is : In Temptation. 

This is probably the most popular and widely 
used hymn in the English language. One stanza, 
the third, has been omitted : 

3 " Wilt Thou not regard my call ? 

Wilt Thou not accept my prayer ? 
Lo ! 1 sink, I faint, I fall— 

Lo on Thee I cast my care : 
Keach me out Thy gracious hand ! 

While I of Thy strength receive, 
Hoping against hope I stand, 

Dying, and, behold, 1 live ! " 

There are several stories concerning the 
origin of this hymn. One is that a meet- 
ing of the Wesley brothers was broken up 
by a mob. They took refuge in a spring- 
house. There the' author, inspired by gratitude 
for their providential escape, wrote the hymn 
with a piece of lead which he hammered into a 
pencil. Another is that the writer was one day 
sitting at an open window, when a little bird, pur- 
sued by a hawk, flew in and took refuge in the 
poet's bosom. This incident, it is said, suggested 
the hymn. Neither of these stories can be verified. 
They' are doubtless pure myths. The original title 
gives us some light, and the omitted stanza, es- 
pecially in connection with the first verse, shows 
that some of the imagery and language of this hymn 
were borrowed from the story of Peter's attempt 
to walk on the Sea of Galilee. Matt, xiv, 28-31. 
The author's genius and his rough experience on 
the Atlantic account for the rest. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

6 O 7 Bliss-inspiring hope. C. P. M. 

COME on, my partners in distress, 
My comrades through the wilderness, 
Who still your bodies feel ; 
Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears, 
To that celestial hill. 

2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
Look forward to that heavenly place, 

The saints' secure abode; 
On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

3 Who suffer with our Master here, 
We shall before his face appear 

And by his side sit down ; 
To patient faith the prize is sure, 
And all that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope ! 
It lifts the fainting spirits up, 

It brings to life the dead : 
Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
And you and I ascend at last, 

Triumphant with our Head. 

5 That great mysterious Deity 
We soon with open face shall see ; 

The beatific sight 
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, 
And wide diffuse the golden blaze 

Of everlasting light. 


This hymn was published without a title. Two 
words are changed. The original has " the vale" 
instead of u this vale" in the first stanza, and 
" happy place " instead of " heavenly place " in 
the second. The third and last two stanzas are 
omitted : 

3 " See where the Lamb in glory stands, 
Encircled with His radiant bands, 

And join the angelic powers. 
For all that height of glorious bliss, 
Our everlasting portion is, 

And all that heaven is ours." 

7 "The Father shining on His throne, 
The glorious co-eternal Son, 

The Spirit one and seven, 
Conspire our rapture to complete ; 
And, lo ! we fall before his feet, 

And silence heightens heaven. 

8 " In Hope of that ecstatic pause, 
Jesus, we now sustain Thy cross, 

And at Thy footstool fall, 
'Till Thou our hidden life reveal, 
'Till Thou our ravish'd spirits fill, 

And God is all in all." 

From Charles Wesley's Hymns and Sacred Poems, 
vol. ii. Bristol, 1749. 



658 The aged pilgrim. C. P. M. 

THY mercy heard my infant prayer; 
Thy love, with all a mother's care, 
Sustained my childish days : 
Thy goodness watched my ripening youth, 
And formed my heart to love thy truth, 
And filled my lips with praise. 

2 And now, in age and grief, thy name 
Doth still my languid heart inflame, 

And bow my faltering knee : 
O yet this bosom feels the fire ; 
This trembling hand and drooping lyre 

Have yet a strain for thee ! 

3 Yes; broken, tuneless, still, O Lord, 
This voice, transported, shall record 

Thy goodness, tried so long ; 
Till, sinking slow, with calm decay, 
Its feeble murmurs melt away 

Into a seraph's song. 


Written upon Psalm lxxi. 

This hymn is not altered, except in the first part 
of the second stanza, which the author wrote : 

" Then even in age and grief, thy name 
Shall still my languid heart inflame." 

Verses one and three are omitted. They are very 
touching : 

1 "With years oppress' d, with sorrow worn, 
Dejected, harrass'd, sick, forlorn, 

To thee, God, I pray : 
To thee my wither'd hands arise, 
To thee I lift these failing eyes, 

O ! cast me not away." 

3 " O, Saviour! has thy grace declined? 
Can years affect th' Eternal Mind ? 

Or time its love decay ? 
A thousand ages pass thy sight, 
And all their long and weary flight, 

Is gone like yesterday." 

From the author's Sacred Poems, 1839. 
See No. 140. 

Du9 Heavenly rest anticipated. C. M. 

WHEN I can read my title clear 
To mansions in the skies, 

1 bid farewell to every fear, 

And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
And fiery darts be hurled, 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
Let storms of sorrows fall, 

So I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all. 

4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
In seas of heavenly rest, 

And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast, 


The author's title was : The Hopes of Heaven our 
Support Under Trials on Earth. 

Only two words have been changed. The orig- 
inal has " hellish darts" instead of "fiery darts" 
in the second stanza, and " May I " instead of " So 
I " in the third. 

The order of the words of the first line of the 
last stanza was : 

" There shall I bathe my weary soul." 

Father Bates, an old itinerant, used to sing this 
line as follows ; 

" There I shall bathe my happy soul." 

He ridiculed the idea of a soul being " weary " in 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

660 God's pavilion. C. M. 

GRANT me within thy courts a place, 
Among thy saints a seat, 
Forever to behold thy face, 
And worship at thy feet ; — 

2 In thy pavilion to abide, 
When storms of trouble blow, 

And in thy tabernacle hide, 
Secure from every foe. 

3 " Seek ye my face! " Without delay, 
When thus I hear thee speak, 

My heart would leap for joy, and say, 
"Thy face, Lord, will I seek." 

4 Then leave me not when griefs assail, 
And earthly comforts flee ; 

When father, mother, kindred fail, 
My God, remember me ! 


Founded on the last part ot Psa. xxvii. The 
original contains seven stanzas. These are verses 
two to five, verbatim. 

The four stanzas of this hymn were written on 
verses four, five, eight, and ten of the Psalm : 

" One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will 
I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the 



Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty 
of the Lord, and to inquire in his temple. For in 
the time of trouble he shall hide rne in his pavilion : 
in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me : 
he shall set me up upon a rock. When thou saidst, 
Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy 
face, Lord, will I seek. When my father and my 
mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up." 

From Songs of Zion, 1822. 
See No. 5. 

D D 1 Fullness of joy in His presence. C. M. 

THY gracious presence, O my God, 
All that I wish contains ; 
With this, beneath affliction's load, 
My heart no more complains. 

2 This can my every care control, 
Gild each dark scene with light : 

This is the sunshine of the soul ; 
Without it all is night. 

3 O happy scenes above the sky, 
Where thy full beams impart 

Unclouded beauty to the eye, 
And rapture to the heart I 

4 Her portion in those realms of bliss, 
My spirit longs to know ; 

My wishes terminate in this, 
Nor can they rest below. 

5 Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 
Aspire in vain to thee? 

Confirm my hope, that where thou art 
I shall forever be. 

6 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing 
The darksome hours away, 

And rise on faith's expanded wing, 
To everlasting day. 


Title : The Presence of God the Only Comfort in 

The original contains ten stanzas ; this hymn is 
composed of the fourth, fifth, and the last four. 
Four lines have been altered. 

Verse one, line two, the author wrote : 

" My every wish contains." 
Verse three, line one : 

" O happy scenes of pure delight." 
Verse three, line three : 

" Unclouded beauty to the sight." 


Verse four, line one : 

" Her part in those fair realms of bliss." 

From Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose % 
by Theodosia. Bristol, 1780. 
See No. 63. 

662 Vanity of earthly enjoyments. C. M. 

HOW vain are all things here below ! 
How false, and yet how fair ! 
Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 
Give but a flattering light ; 

We should suspect some danger nigh, 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 
The partners of our blood, — 

How they divide our wavering minds, 
And leave but half for God. 

4 The fondness of a creature's love, — 
How strong it strikes the sense ! 

Thither the warm affections move, 
Nor can we call them thence. 

5 My Saviour, let thy beauties be 
My soul's eternal food ; 

And grace command my heart away 
From all created good. 


Title : Love to the Creatures is Dangerous. 

It is said that the author wrote this hymn when 
suffering under the pain and mortification of a re- 
jection of his marriage proposal. 

The beautiful and accomplished Miss Singer (aft- 
erward Mrs. Rowe) was herself a poet, and pub- 
lished fugitive pieces under the pseudonym, " Phil- 
omela." Watts was permitted to examine some of 
her unpublished pieces. In July, 1706, he wrote a 
little poem to the lady in praise of her work. There 
is no doubt that his regard for the Singer had some- 
thing to do with his extravagant appreciation of her 
songs. In the closing lines he says : 

" Now be my harp forever dumb, 

My Muse attempt no more ; 'twas long ago 
I bid adieu to mortal things, 

To Grecian tales and wars of "Rome ; 
'Twas long ago I broke all but th' immortal strings : 

Now those immortal strings have no employ, 
Since a fair angel dwells below, 

To turn the notes of heaven and propagate the joy : 
Let all my powers with awe profound, 

While Philomela sings, 
Attend the rapture of the sound, 

And my devotion rise on her seraphic wings." 

Miss Singer was equally an admirer of Dr. Watts's 
writings ; as can be learned from a poem that she 



dedicated to him in the same month, July, 1706. 
Two of the eight stanzas are aa follows: 

" Seraphic heights I seem to gain, 

And sacred transports feel, 
While, Watts ! to thy celestial strain, 

Surprised I listen still. 

<l The gliding streams their course forbear, 

When 1 thy lays repeat, 
The bending forest lends an ear, 

The birds their notes forget." 

It is evident that at this time Mr. Watts and Miss 
Singer were, to say the least, good friends ; but 
Watts's great musical soul was enshrined in an in- 
significant and enfeebled body. Miss Singer said 
that while she u prized the jewel, she could not ad- 
mire the casket tb at held it." Other suitors were 
pressing their claims. Another won the prize, and 
Watts lost it. The next year Hymns and Spiritual 
Songs appeared, containing this hymn with its sig- 
nificant title. 

Those who read the hymn in the light of these 
facts must confess that only triumphant grace could 
enable the author to close with a prayer of conse- 
cration : 

" Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be," etc. 

This vow Dr. Watts faithfully kept, 
and died — wedded only to Christ. 

He lived 

663 Radiant hope. CM. 

OWHO, in such a world as this, 
Could bear his lot of pain, 
Did not one radiant hope of bliss 
Unclouded yet remain? 

2 That hope the sovereign Lord has given 
Who reigns above the skies ; 

Hope that unites the soul to heaven 
By faith's endearing ties. 

3 Each care, each ill of mortal birth, 
Is sent in pitying love, 

To lift the lingering heart from earth, 
And speed its flight above. 

4 And every pang that wrings the breast, 
And every joy that dies, 

Bid us to seek a purer rest, 
And trust to holier ties. 


This is a part of hymn No. 1115 in the Plymouth 
Collection, edited by Henry Ward Beecher. Brook- 
lyn, 1855. It begins: 

" The broken ties of happier days." 

It is not found in Montgomery's Original Hymns, 
which he collected a year before his death. 

664 Deliverance at hand. CM. 

MY -pan of life will soon be done, 
The passing moments say ; 
As lengthening shadows o'er the mead 
Proclaim the close of day. 

2 O that my heart might dwell aloof 
From all created things, 

And learn that wisdom from above, 
Whence true contentment springs! 

3 Courage, my soul ! thy bitter cross, 
In every trial here, 

Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
But shall not enter there. 

4 The sighing ones, that humbly seek 
In sorrowing paths below, 

Shall in eternity rejoice, 

Where endless comforts flow. 

5 Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er 
Of sublunary care, 

And life's dull vanities no more 
This anxious breast ensnare. 

6 Courage, my soul ! on God rely ; 
Deliverance soon will come; 

A thousand ways has Providence 
To bring believers home. 


The author's title was : The Consolation. 

The original has five eight-lined stanzas. This 
hymn is composed of the first three, unaltered. The 
other two have no special value. 

From Original Poems on Various Occasions. 
By a Lady. Revised by William Covvper, Esq., of 
the Inner "Temple, 1792. 

The lady author was Maria Frances Cowper, 
(1727-1797,) wife of Maior Cowper. She was a 
sister of the Rev. Martin Madan, and cousin, by the 
mother's side, of William Cowper, the poet. 

665 De profundi*. CM. 

OUT of the depths to thee I cry, 
Whose fainting footsteps trod 
The paths of our humanity, 
Incarnate Son of God ! 

2 Thou Man of grief, who once apart 
Didst all our sorrows bear, — 

The trembling hand, the fainting heart, 
The agony, and prayer ! 

3 Is this the consecrated dower, 
Thy chosen ones obtain, 

To know thy resurrection power 
Through fellowship of pain? 



4 Then, O my soul, in silence wait ; 
Faint not, O faltering feet ; 

Press onward to that blest estate, 
In righteousness complete. 

5 Let faith transcend the passing hour, 
The transient pain and strife, 

Upraised by an immortal power, — 
The power of endless life. 


Mrs Elisabeth Eunice Marcy, the wife of Oliver 
Marcy, LL.D., Professor of Natural History in the 
North-western University, Evanston, Illinois, was 
born in 1822. She contributed this hymn to the 
Hymnal in 1877. 


No cross, no crown. 



UST Jesus bear the cross alone, 
And all the world 2:0 free? 

No, there's a cross for every one, 
And there's a cross for me. 

2 How happy are the saints above, 
Who once went sorrowing here ! 

But now they taste unmingled love, 
And joy without a tear. 

3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
Till death shall set me free ; 

And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there's a crown for me. 


Sometimes this hymn has been erroneously at- 
tributed to Prof. Geo. N. Allen. Mr. Allen wrote 
the tune Maitland; or, Cross and Crown, to which 
it is usually sung, about 1850. 

The first verse is altered from the following lines, 
found in Thomas Shepherd's Penitentiat Cries, 

" Shall Simon bear thy Cross alone, 

And other Saints be free? 
Each Saint of thine shall find his own, 

And there is one for me." 

The Rev. Thomas Shepherd was an Englishman, 
born in 1665, educated at one of the groat universi- 
ties, and took orders in the Established Church. In 
1694 lie became a Congregationalist, and was the 
pastor of a church in Braintree, Essex, for forty 
years, from 1700 till the time of his death in 1739. 


667 For victorious faith. 

OFOR a faith that will not shrink, 
Though pressed by every foe, 
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe ! 

2 That will not murmur nor complain 
Beneath the chastening rod, 

But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
Will lean upon its God ; 

3 A faith that shines more bright and 

When tempests rage without ; 
That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt ; 

4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread 

Nor heeds its scornful smile ; 
That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
Nor Satan's arts beguile ; 

5 A faith that keeps the narrow way 
Till life's last hour is fled, 

And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Illumes a dying bed. 

6 Lord, give us such a faith as this, 
And then, whate'er may come, 

We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 


Title : The Power of Faith. 
Scripture basis, Luke xvii, 5 : 

"Increase our faith." 

Each stanza, except the third, has been altered 
by the hymn mender, more or less. 

Original Lines. 
Verse one, line four : 

" Of poverty or woe." 

Verse two, line four : 

" Can lean upon its God." 

Verse four, lines three and four : 

" That si?i's wild ocean cannot drown, 
Nor its soft arts beguile." 

Verse five, lines two and four : 

" Till life's last spark is fled." 
" Lights up a dymg bed." 

Verse six, lines one and three : 

" Lord, give me such a faith as this." 
"/taste e'en now the hallowed bliss." 

From Psalms and Hymns for Public and Private 
Use. By W. H. Bathurst. 'London, 1831. 

The preface date is Barwick-in-Elmett, Nov. 15, 
1830. Bathurst was rector there at the time. 

See No. 61. 



668 cm. 

/ in waiting upon the Lord. 

LORD, I believe thy every word, 
Thy every promise true; 
And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
Till I my strength renew. 

2 If in tins feeble flesh I may 
Awhile show forth thy praise, 

Jesus, support the tottering clay, 
And lengthen out my days. 

3 If such a worm as I can spread 
The common Saviour's name, 

Let him who raised thee from the dead, 
Quicken my mortal frame. 

4 Still let me live thy blood to show, 
Which purges every stain ; 

And gladly linger out below 
A few more years in pain. 


" They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their 
strength." Isa. xl, 31. 

The original contains fourteen stanzas ; these are 
the first four, verbatim. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

669 cm. 

To live is Christ, and to die is gain. Phil, i, 21. 

LORD, it belongs not to my care 
Whether I die or live ; 
To love and serve thee is my share, 
And this thy grace must give. 

2 If life be long, I will be glad 
That I may long obey : 

If short, yet why should I be sad 
To soar to endless day '. 

3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms 
Than he went through before ; 

He that unto God's kingdom comes 
Must enter by his door. 

4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me 

Thy blessed face to see ; 
For, if thy Avork on earth be sweet, 
What will thy glory be? 

5 Then I shall end my sad complaints, 
And weary, sinful days. 

And join with the triumphant saints 
Who sing Jehovah's praise. 

G My knowledge of that life is small; 

The eye of faith is dim : 
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, 

And I shall be with him. 


This is a part of a hymn of ei<_ r ht double-stanzas, 
entitled The Covenant and Confident* of Faith. 

These are verses four, seven, and tight,' slightly 

Original Lines. 

Verse one, line one : 

" Note it belongs not to my care." 

Verse two, line four: 

" That slcall have the same pay." 
Verse three, lines three and four : 

" He that into God's kingdom comes 

Must enter by this door." 

Verse six. line three : 

" But ifs enougli that Christ knows all." 

This was a hymn of personal consecration, which 
the author wrote for himself. In a note he says : 
'•This Covenant, my dear Wife, in her former 
Sickness, subscribed with a cheerful will," 

The title of the book from which this hymn is 
taken is a curiosity. It is " Poetical Fragments: 
Heart- Imployment vith God and Itself. Concordant 
Discord of a Broken-healed Heart, Sorro wing rejo ic- 
ing^ Fearing -hoping. Dying living. Written partly 
for himself, and partly for near Friends in Sickness 
and other deep Affliction. By Richard Baxter. 
London, 1681." 

The Rev. Richard Baxter was born in 1610. He 
was largely self-educated, took orders in the Church 
of Englaud, and began his ministry about 1640. He 
was a Puritan at heart, and on the passage of the 
•' Act of Uniformity " renounced his living. In 
1685 he was imprisoned by the infamous Judge 
Jetfries on the charge of sedition, remained in 
prison for a year and a half, and was then released. 
He died in 1691. He was a voluminous writer. 
The best known of his works is Tht Saint's Ever- 
lasting Btst. 

6/0 Christ strengthening the weak. CM, 

OTHOU, whose filmed and failing eye, 
Ere yet it closed in death, 
Behold thy mother's agony. 
The shameful cross beneath ! 

2 Remember them, like her, through whom 
The sword of grief is driven, 

And O, to cheer their cheerless gloom, 
Be thy dear mercy given. 

3 Let thine own word of tenderness 
Drop on them from above; 

Its music shall the lone heart bless, 
Its touch shall heal with love. 



4 O Son of Mary, Son of God, 
The way of mortal ill, 

By thy blest feet in triumph trod, 
Our feet are treading still. 

5 But not with strength like thine, we go 
This dark and dreadful way ; 

As thou wert strengthened in thy woe, 
So strengthen us, we pray. 


Written in 1869 for Hymns of the Church— the 
hymnal of the Reformed Dutch Church, of which 
the author is a member. It has not been essen- 
tially altered. 

The Rev. Alexander Ramsay Thompson, D.D., 
was born in 1822, and was graduated at the Univer- 
sity in New York in 1842. Dr. Thompson is the 
author and translator of a number of valuable 
hymns. He died lS9n. 

671 cm. 

Blessed are they that mourn. Matt, v, 4. 

FROM lips divine, like healing balm 
To hearts oppressed and torn, 
The heavenly consolation fell, 
"Blessed are they that mourn." 

2 Unto the hopes by sorrow crushed 
A noble faith succeeds ; 

And life, by trials furrowed, bears 
The fruit of loving deeds. 

3 How rich, how sweet, how full of strength 
Our human spirits are, 

Baptized into the sanctities 
Of suffering and of prayer ! • 

4 Yes, heavenly wisdom, love divine, 
Breathed through the lips which said, 

1 ' O blessed are the hearts that mourn ; 
They shall be comforted." 


This hymn is a part of a poem of four eight-lined 
stanzas, and is made up of the last part of the first, 
the last part of the second, and the fourth verses. 


1 "O deem not that earth's crowning bliss 
Is found in joy alone ; 

For sorrow, bitter though it be, 

Hath blessings all its own ; 
From lips divine, like healing balm," etc. 

2 " As blossoms smitten by the rain 
Their sweetest odors yield — 

As where the plowshare deepest strikes 

Rich harvests crown the field, 
So, to the hopes by sorrows crushed," etc. 

3 " Who never mourned, hath never known 

What treasures grief reveals : 
The sympathies that humanize, 

The tenderness that heals, 
The power to look within the veil 

And learn the heavenly lore, 
The key-word to life's mysteries, 

So dark to us before." 

In the first line of the last stanza of the hymn, 
the author wrote : 

" Supernal wisdom," etc. 

William Henry Burleigh was born in Connecti- 
cut in 1812 ; was brought up on his father's farm, 
and attended the district school. He was a born 
reformer; and, living in New England, in his time 
and with his disposition, naturally identitied him- 
self with the radical abolitionists and prohibition- 
ists. His business was that of editor and lecturer. 
Poetry was his recreation. The poem, Blessed are 
they that Mourn, was born of sorrow. Within the 
space of two years he buried his father, wife, eld- 
est daughter, and eldest son. Let no one imagine 
that the strong, calm faith of this hymn was at- 
tained without difficulty. In a letter to a friend 
he said : " It is not without strong wrestlings that 
doubt and murmurings are put under my feet, and 
1 am enabled to struggle up into the purer atmos- 
phere of faith." 

Mr. Burleigh lived until 1871. 

From the author's poems, 1871. 

6/2 FIRST PART. S. M. 

Whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe. 

COMMIT thou all thy griefs 
And ways into His hands, 
To his sure trust and tender care 
Who earth and heaven commands. 

2 Who points the clouds their course, 
Whom winds and seas obey, 

He shall direct thy wandering feet, 
He shall prepare thy way. 

3 Thou on the Lord rely, 
So, safe, shalt thou go on ; 

Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, 
So shall thy work be done. 

4 No profit canst thou gain 
By self-consuming care ; 

To him commend thy cause ; his ear 
Attends the softest prayer. 

5 Thy everlasting truth, 
Father, thy ceaseless love, 

Sees all thy children's wants, and knows 
What best for each will prove. 



Thou every- where hast sway. 

And all things serve thy might; 
Thy every act pure blessing is, 

Thy path unsullied light. 



O / 3 Ht ruhth all things well. S. M. 

GIVE to the winds thy fears; 
Hope, and be undismayed ; 
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; 
God shall lift up thy head. 

2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
He gently clears thy way; 

Wait thou his time, so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

3 Still heavy is thy heart ? 
Still sink thy spirits down? 

Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
And every care be gone. 

4 What though thou rulest not ? 
Yet heaven, and earth, and hell 

Proclaim, ' ' God sitteth on the throne, 
And ruleth all things well." 

5 Leave to his sovereign sway 
To choose and to command: 

So shalt thou, wondering, own his way, 
How wise, how strong his hand ! 

6 Far, far above thy thought 
His counsel shall appear, 

When fully he the work hath wrought 
That caused thy neeedless fear. 


This is called Gerhardt's Hymn of Trust. 

It was doubtless written by him when he was 
suffering wrongfully for u the "faith which was once 
delivered unto the saints." 

Wesley published this translation in Hymns and 
Sacred Poems, (1739,) with the title, Trust in Prov- 

Four stanzas ; the sixth, eighth, and last two are 
omitted. The hymn is founded on Psalm xxxvii, 5 : 

" Commit thy way unto the Lord ; trust also in 
him ; and he shall bring it to pass." 

These twelve stanzas have not been altered. 
See No. 212. 

6 74 The souPs only refuge. S. M. 

THOU Refuge of my soul, 
On thee, when sorrows rise, 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll. 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To thee I tell my grief. 
For thou alone canst heal; 

Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For every pain I feel. 

3 But O when doubts prevail, 
I fear to call thee mine ; 

The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, Lord, where shall I flee? 
Thou art my only trust ; 

And still my soul would cleave to thee, 
Though prostrate in the dust. 


Title: God the Only Refuge of the Troubled 

Eight stanzas ; these are the first, third, fourth, 
and fifth, altered from common meter. The first 
line of each stanza has been changed : 

1 " Bear refuge of my weary soul." 

2 " To thee I tell each rising grief." 

3 " But oh ! when gloo-my doubts prevail." 

4 "Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee?" 

From Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, by 
Theodosia. London, 1760. 
For biographical sketch, see No. 63. 

675 Contented piety. 8,6. 

FATHER, I know that all my life 
Is portioned out for me ; 
And the changes that are sure to come 

I do not fear to see; 
But I ask thee for a present mind 
Intent on pleasing thee. 

2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love, 
Through constant watching wise, 

To meet the glad with joyful smiles, 
And wipe the weeping eyes ; 

And a heart at leisure from itself, 
To soothe and sympathize. 

3 I would not have the restless will 
That hurries to and fro, 

Seeking for some great thing to do, 

Or secret thing to know ; 
I would be treated as a child, 

And guided where I go. 

4 Wherever in the world I am, 
In whatsoe'er estate, 

I have a fellowship with hearts, 

To keep and cultivate; 
And a work of lowly love to do 

For the Lord on whom I wait. 



5 So I ask thee for the daily strength, 
To none that ask denied, 

And a mind to blend with outward life, 

While keeping at thy side; 
Content to fill a little space, 

If thou be glorified. 

6 And if some things I do not ask 
In my cup of blessing be, 

I would have my spirit filled the more 

With grateful love to thee ; 
More careful, not to serve thee much, 

But to please thee perfectly. 


Title : My times are in Thy hand. Psa. xxxi, 15. 
This is the first poem in the author's Hymns and 
Meditations, 18."0 
There are two additional stanzas : 

" There are briers besetting every path, 

That call for patient care ; 
There is a cross in every lot, 

And an earnest need for prayer ; 
But a lowly heart that leans on Thee 

Is happy anywhere. 

" In a service which Thy will appoints, 

There are no bonds for me ; 
For my inmost heart is taught ' the truth ' 

That makes thy children ' free ; ' 
And a life of self-renouncing love, 

Is a life of liberty." 

[t is unaltered. 

The reader will perceive that the meter is a little 
See No. 510. 

676 Gonot far from me, my Strength. 8,6. 

GO not far from me, O my Strength, 
Whom all my times obey ; 
Take from me any thing thou wilt, 

But go not thou away ; 
And let the storm that does thy work 
Deal with me as it may. 

2 No suffering, while it lasts, is joy, 
How blest soe'er it be ; 

Yet may the chastened child be glad 

His Father's face to see ; 
And O, it is not hard to bear 

What must be borne in thee. 

3 Safe in thy sanctifying grace, 
Almighty to restore; 

Borne onward, sin and death behind, 

And love and life before, 
O let my soul abound in hope, 

And praise thee more and more ! 

4 Deep unto deep may call, but I 
With peaceful heart will say, 

' ' Thy loving-kindness hath a charge 
No waves can take away ; " 

And let the storm that speeds me home, 
Deal with me as it may. 


Part of a long hymn of fourteen stanzas, prefaced 
by this passsge from Psa. xlii, 7, 8 : 

" Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy water- 
spouts : all thy waves and thy billows are gone over 
me. Yet the Lord will command his loving-kind- 
ness in the day-time, and in the night his song 
shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my 

It is evident that the author knew the discipline 
of severe physical suffering, sustained by a strong 
submissive faith in Christ. In one of the omitted 
stanzas she says : 

" What hand should pluck me from the flood, 

That casts my soul on Thee ? 
Who would not suffer pain like mine, 
To be consoled tike me?" 

The effect of sorrow and affliction on the unre- 
generate heart is to make it hard and bitter ; but it 
sweetens the Christian's spirit and ripens it for 
heaven. The hymn is composed of verses one, 
eleven, thirteen, and fourteen, verbatim. From 
Hymns and Meditations. London, 1850. 

See No. 510. 

7, 6, 7. 


Fearless in the furnace of a, 

G^ OD of Israel's faithful three, 
X VVho braved a tyrant's ire, 
Nobly scorned to bow the knee, 
And walked, unhurt, in fire ; 
Breathe their faith into my breast, 

Arm me in this fiery hour ; 
Stand, O Son of man, confessed 
In all thy saving power ! 

2 For while thou, my Lord, art nigh, 

My soul disdains to fear; 
Sin and Satan I defy, 

Still impotently near; 
Earth and hell their wars may wage ; 

Calm I mark their vain design, 
Smile to see them idly rage 

Against a child of thine. 


Title : The Three Children in the Fiery Furnace. 

Five stanzas ; these are the first and third. The 
last begins with "But" instead of " For ; " other- 
wise they are not altered. 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 


678 7,6,8. 

The shadow of a great Bock. 

TO the haven of thy breast, 
Son of man, I fly ; 
Be my refuge and my rest, 
For O the storm is high ! 
Save me from the furious blast; 

A covert from the tempest be : 
Hide me, Jesus, till o'erpast 
The storm of sin I see. 

2 Welcome as the water-spring 
To a dry, barren place, 

O descend on me, and bring 
Thy sweet, refreshing grace ; 

O'er a parched and weary land, 
As a great rock extends its shade, 

Hide me, Saviour, with thy hand, 
And screen my naked head. 

3 In the time of my distress 
Thou hast my succor been ; 

In my utter helplessness, 

Restraining me from sin; 
O how swiftly didst thou move 

To save me in the trying hour ! 
Still protect me with thy love, 

And shield me with thy power. 


The hymn has six stanzas in the original • these 
are the first three, unaltered. It is founded upon 
Isa. xxxii, 2 : 

" And a man shall be as a hiding place from the 
wind, and a covert from the tempest ; as rivers of 
water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock 
in a weary land." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

679 The firm foundation. 1 1 . 

HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say, than to you he hath 

To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled? 

2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dis- 

For I am thy God, I will still give thee 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and canse thee 
to stand ; 

Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand. 

3 ' ' When through the deep waters I call thee 

to go, 
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 
For I will be with thee thy trials to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

4 " When through fiery trials thy pathway 

shall lie, 
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy sup- 

The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only de- 

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to 

5 ' ' E'en down to old age all my people shall 

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples 

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 


6 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for 

I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
That soul, though all hell should endeavor 

to shake, 
I'll never, no never, no never forsake ! " 


Title : Exceeding great and precious promises. 

2 Pet. i, 4. 

The second stanza of the original is omitted : 

3 "In every condition, in sickness, in health, 
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 

As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be." 

Slight verbal changes appear in five lines. 
Verse one, line four : 

" You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled." 

Verse two, lines two and four : 

" 7, 1 am thy God, and will still give thee aid ;" 
" Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand." 

Verse three, lines two and three : 

" The rivers of woe shall not thee o'erflow ; 
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless." 

This hymn first appeared in Rippon's Selection, 

1787, where it was marked K . Some hymn 

editors have taken this to mean Kennedy ; others, 
Kirkham ; still others, Keith. Daniel Sedgwick, 
the great English hymnologist, assigned it to George 
Keith, a London publisher. 



680 Fearless in tribulation. 7, 8, 7. 

HEAD of the Church triumphant, 
We joyfully adore thee ; 
Till thou appear, thy members here 

Shall sing like those in glory : 
"We lift our hearts and voices 

With blest anticipation ; 
And cry aloud, and give to God 
The praise of our salvation. 

2 Thou dost conduct thy people 
Through torrents of temptation ; 

Nor will we fear, while thou art near, 

The fire of tribulation : 
The world, with sin and Satan, 

In vain our march opposes ; 
By thee we shall break through them all, 

And sing the song of Moses. 

3 By faith we see the glory 

To which thou shalt restore us : 
The cross despise for that high prize 

Which thou hast set before us : 
And if thou count us worthy, 

We each, as dying Stephen, 
Shall see thee stand at God's right hand, 

To take us up to heaven. 


This was published without a title in Hymns for 
Times of Trouble and Persecution, second edition. 
London, 1745. 

The second stanza is omitted : 

2 " While in affliction's furnace, 

And passing through the fire, 
Thy love we praise which knows our days, 

And ever brings us nigher : 
We clap our hands exulting 

In thine almighty favor ; 
The love Divine, which made us Thine, 

Shall keep us Thine forever." 

In the first line the author wrote " TJcy Church," 
and " Tlvrough Thee," etc., in verse two, line seven. 

681 Passionate longing for heaven. 8 

STILL out of the deepest abyss 
Of trouble, I mournfully cry ; 
And pine to recover my peace, 
And see my Redeemer, and die. 

1 cannot, I cannot forbear, 

These passionate longings for home ; 
O when shall my spirit be there? 
O when will the messenger come? 

2 Thy nature I long to put on, 
Thine image on earth to regain ; 

And then in the grave to lay down 
This burden of body and pain. 

O Jesus, in pity draw near, 

And lull me to sleep on thy breast, 

Appear, to my rescue appear, 
And gather me into thy rest ! 

3 To take a poor fugitive in, 

The arms of thy mercy display, 
And give me to rest from all sin, 

And bear me triumphant away; 
Away from a world of distress, 

Away to the mansions above ; 
The heaven of seeing thy face, 

The heaven of feeling thy love. 


Published without title. The fourth line of the 
first stanza begins : 

" To see my Eedeemer," etc. 

From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ. 
London, 1747. 

682 Lead, kindly Light. 10, 4, 10. 

LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling 
Lead thou me on ! 
The night is dark, and I am far from home ; 

Lead thou me on ! 
Keep thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou 

Shouldst lead me on ; 
I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 

Lead thou me on ! 
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, 
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past 
years ! 

3 So long thy power hath blest me, sure it 

Will lead me on 
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, 
The night is gone, 
And with the morn those angel faces smile 
Which I have loved long since, and lost 
awhile ! 


Author's title : The Pillar of the Cloud. 

Written on the Mediterranean Sea in 1833. The 
mingled gloom and faith, apparent throughout this 
hymn, doubtless correctly reveal the feelings of the 
author at the time of writing. It has not been 

From Verses on Various Occasions, 1868. 

For sketch of author, see No. 207. 



6 S3 Come, ye disconsolate. 11,10. 

C^OME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye lan- 
) guish; 

Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell 
your anguish; 
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot 

2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, 

Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, 
" Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can- 
not cure." 

3 Here see the bread of life; see waters 


Forth from the throne of God, pure from 
above ; 
Come to the feast of love ; come, ever know T - 

Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can re- 


Tliis hymn has been altered. In very nearly 
this form it appears in Spiritual Songs for Social 
Worship, 1832. The changes were probably made 
by Thomas Hastings, one of the compilers of that 

The following is the original : 

1 " Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish, 
Come, at God's altar fervently kneel;" etc. 

2 " Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure, 

Here speaks the Comforter, in Gods name saying, 
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure, 

3 " Go, ask the infidel what boon he brings its, 
)\7tat charm for aching hearts he can reveal, 

Sweet as that heavenly promise Hope sings us — 
Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal.' 1 ' 1 

From Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, correct- 
ed by himself. London, 1868. 
For biography of the author, see No. 611. 

684 The mercy-seat. L. M. 

FROM every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat : 
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads ; 
A place than all besides more sweet : 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend: 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-seat. 

4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, 
When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 

5 There, there on eagle wings we soar, 
And sin and sense molest no more ; 

And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
AVhile glory crowns the mercy-seat. 


A Selection of Fsalms and Hymns Suited to the 
Services of the Church of England, by the Rev. H. 
Stowell, M.A., Manchester, England, 1831, con- 
tained this hymn and a few others by the same 

Changes are found in four lines. 

Verse two, line four : 

" It is the blood-stained mercy-seat." 

Verse three, line one : 

"There is a spot where spirits blend." 

Verse five, lines two and four : 

" And time and sense seem all no more ; " 
"And glory crowns the inercy-seat." 

The last stanza is omitted : 

6 " Oh ! may mv hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, stiff, and still ; 
My bounding heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the mercy-seat." 

The Eev. Hugh Stowell, an able and popular 
minister of the Church of England, was born in 
1799 ; was graduated at Oxford in 1822, and took 
holy orders in the following year. He was the 
author of many sermons and addresses ; but this 
hymn will outlive them all. He died in 1865. 

Dedication to the Lord. 


OLORD, thy heavenly grace impart, 
And fix my frail, inconstant heart ; 
Henceforth my chief desire shall be 
To dedicate myself to thee. 

2 Whate'er pursuits my time employ, 
One thought shall fill my soul with joy: 
That silent, secret thought shall be, 
That all my hopes are fixed on thee. 

L. M. 



3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space ; 
Thy presence, Lord, fills every place ; 
And wheresoe'er my lot may be, 
Still shall my spirit cleave to thee. 

4 Renouncing every worldly thing, 
And safe beneath thy spreading wing, 
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be, 
That all I want I find in thee. 


This hymn first appeared in its English form in 
Mtinoirsof John FredeHck Oberlin. London, 1830, 
p. 239. The first and third stanzas have this refrain : 

11 To Thee, my God, to Thee." 

The second : 

" On Thee, my God, on Thee." 
The fourth : 

" In Thee, my God, in Thee." 

Two lines have been changed. The original 
has, in the second line of the third stanza : 

" Thou'rt present, Lord, in every place ; " 

and in the second line of the last stanza : 

"Safe 'neath the covert of thy wing." 

The book was published anonymously. Sir 
Eoundell Palmer, (Lord Selborne,) in his Book of 
Praise, gives the name of the editor and translator. 
It was Mrs. Daniel Wilson, of Islington. 

Oberlin was a Lutheran divine, born in Star- 
burg in 1740 ; piously trained and liberally edu- 
cated. At the age of twenty he wrote out and 
signed a solemn dedication of himself to God. 
About 1766 he accepted the pastorate of the village 
of Waldbach. The region was wild and desolate, 
and the people sunken in poverty and ignorance. 
Here he remained for sixty years ; and by almost 
incredible devotion, labor, and perseverance raised 
the people to a high state of Christian civilization. 
He died, universally beloved, in 1826. 

686 The Spirit's guidance. L. M. 

JESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
On whom I cast my every care, 
On whom for all things I depend, 

Inspire, and then accept, my prayer. 

2 If I have tasted of thy grace, 

The grace that sure salvation brings ; 
If with me now thy Spirit stays, 

And, hovering, hides me in his wings ; 

3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
Nor for a moment's space depart ; 

Evil and danger turn away, 

And keep till he renews my heart. 

4 If to the right or left I stray, 
His voice behind me may I hear, 

' ' Return, and walk in Christ, thy Way ; 
Fly back to Christ, for sin is near ! " 


Title : Watch in all things. 2 Tim. iv, 5. 

The original contains fifteen stanzas. No. 497 is 
a part of the same. These are the first four 
stanzas. Only one word has been changed. The 
last stanza of the author's text begins with " When " 
instead of " If." 

From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

687 The pure Light of souls. L. M. 

OTHOU pure Light of souls that love, 
True Joy of every human breast, 
Sower of life's immortal seed, 
Our Saviour and Redeemer blest ! 

2 Be thou our guide, be thou our goal ; 

Be thou our pathway to the skies ; 
Our joy, when sorrow fills the soul; 

In death our everlasting prize. 


Original title : Salutis hurnanoz Sator. 

These are the first and last verses of a hymn of 
five stanzas. 

The last line of the first verse has " Our Maker,'' 
instead of " Our Saviour." 

The translator is the Rev. Edward Caswall. It 
is found in his Hymns and Poems, Original and 
Translated. London, second edition, 1873 ; and 
in Lyria Catholica, 1848. 

688 Sweet hour of prayer. L. M. 

SWEET hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
That calls me from a world of care, 
And bids me, at my Father's throne, 
Make all my wants and wishes known ! 
In seasons of distress and grief, 
My soul has often found relief, 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare, 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer, 

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 

Thy wings shall my petition bear 
To Him, whose truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless : 
And since he bids me seek his face, 
Believe his word, and trust his grace, 
I'll cast on him my every care, 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 


3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 

May I thy consolation share, 
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
I view my home, and take my flight: 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise, 
To seize the everlasting prize ; 
And shout, while passing through the air, 
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer ! 


Mr. Butterworth, in his Story of the Hymns, 
says : " This hymn was written by Rev. Mr. Wal- 
ford, an English blind preacher; and was given to 
the public in the New York Observer, Sept. 13, 1845. 

The second stanza has been omitted : 

2 " Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 

Thy joy I feel, the bliss 1 share, 

Of those whose anxious spirits burn 

With strong desire for thy return ; 

With such I hasten to the place 

Where God, my Saviour, shows his face, 

And gladly take nrr/ station there, 

To wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer." 


Design of prayer. 

L. M. 

PRAYER is appointed to convey 
The blessings God designs to give : 
Long as they live should Christians pray ; 
They learn to pray when first they live. 

2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress ; 
If cares distract, or fears dismay ; 

If guilt deject, if sin distress ; 

In every case, still watch and pray. 

3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak, 
Though thought be broken, language 

Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak ; 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name 

4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ; 
Make all thy wants and wishes known ; 

Fear not ; his merits must prevail : 
Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 


Title : Pray without ceasinq. 1 Thess. v. 17. 
Two stanzas, the second and third, of the original 
are omitted : 

2 "The Christian's heart his prayer ind ; tes : 
He speaks as prompted from within, 

The Spirit his petition writes : 
And Christ receives and gives it in. 

3 *' And wilt thou in dead silence lie, 
When Christ stands waiting for th> prayer ? 

My soul, thou hast a Friend on high, 
Arise, and try thy interest there." 

Some changes have been made. In the first line 
the author wrote: 

" Prayer was appointed," etc. 
In the last line of the first verse : 

" For only while they pray they live." 
The last line of the second stanza was : 

" T?ie remedy's before tliee. Pray ; " 
and the last line of the hymn : 

" Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done." 

From the Appendix to Barfs Hymns on Various 
Subjects^ 1765. 
For biographical sketch of author, see No. 29. 

690 Blessings of prayer. L. M. 

WHAT various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there? 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud with- 

Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer keeps the Christian's armor bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint uj3on his knees. 

4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, 
To heaven in supplication sent, 

Our cheerful song would oftener be, 
"Hear what the Lord has done for me." 


Author's title : Exhortation to Prayer. 

Two stanzas, the fourth and fifth, are omitted. 
One of them illustrates the value of prayer, and the 
other answers a common excuse : 

4 " While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
Success was found on Israel's side ; 

But when, through weariness, they failed, 
That moment Amalek prevailed." 

See Exodus xvii, 11. 

5 " Have you no words ? Ah, think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill a fellow-creature's ear 

With the sad tale of all your care." 

In the last verse, first line, the original has u thus " 
instead of " that's," and the third line begins with 
" Your' 1 ' 1 instead of "Our." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 

See No. 44. 



691 The joy of loving hearts. L. M. 

JESUS, thou Joy of loving hearts ! 
Thou Fount of life ! thou Light of men ! 
From the best bliss that earth imparts, 
We turn unfilled to thee again. 

2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; 
Thou savest those that on thee call ; 

To them that seek thee, thou art good, 
To them that find thee, all in all. 

3 We taste thee, O thou Living Bread, 
And long to feast upon thee still ; 

We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, 
And thirst our souls from thee to fill ! 

4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, 
Where'er our changeful lot is cast ; 

Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest, when our faith can hold thee fast. 

5 O Jesus, ever with us stay ; 

Make all our moments calm and bright ; 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 
Shed o'er the world thy holy light ! 


Title : Delight in Christ. 

This translation was contributed to the Sabbath 
Hymn Book, 1858. 

It is a free rendering of selected stanzas from 
Bernard's Jesu dulcis memoria. The Eev. E. Cas- 
wall and others have translated the same. It is 
unaltered and entire. 

693 God's praises crown eternity. L. M. 
OD of my life, through all my days 


My grateful powers shall sound thy 
praise ; 

The song shall wake with opening light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, 
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, 

Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all my powers of language fail, 

Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But O, when that last conflict's o'er, 
And I am chained to earth no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise 
To join the music of the skies! 

5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains 
Which echo o'er the heavenly plains ; 
And emulate, with joy unknown, 
The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 

6 The cheerful tribute will I give, 
Long as a deathless soul can live : 
A w r ork so sweet, a theme so high, 
Demands and crowns eternity ! 


Title: Praising God through the Whole of our 

" While I live will I praise the Lord : I will 
sing praises unto my God while I have any being." 
Psa. cxlvi, 2. 

Only two words are changed. In the second line 
of the third stanza the original has " its" instead 
of "my;" and in the second line of the fourth, 
"flesh" instead of "earth." 

The first line of the third stanza is happily ex- 
pressed. It recognizes man's natural immortality, 
and regards death as an " enemy." 

From Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the 
Holy Scriptures. London, 1755. 

For biography of author, see No. 78. 

693 His loving kindness better than life. L. M. 

OGOD, thou art my God alone ; 
Early to thee my soul shall cry ; 
A pilgrim in a land unknown, 

A thirsty land, whose springs are dry. 

2 Thee, in the watches of the night, 
When I remember on my bed, 

Thy presence makes the darkness light ; 
Thy guardian wings are round my head. 

3 Better than life itself, thy love ; 
Dearer than all beside to me ; 

For whom have I in heaven above, 

Or what on earth, compared with thee? 

4 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, 
For all thy mercy I will give ; 

My soul shall still in God rejoice, 
My tongue shall bless thee while I live. 


Title : Remembrance and Resolution. 
It is a paraphrase of Psa. lxiii. 
Two stanzas, the second and third, of the original 
are omitted : 

2 " Oh ! that it were as it hath been, 
When, praying in the holy place, 

Thy power and glory I have seen, 
And marked the footsteps of Thy grace I 



3 " Yet through this rough and thorny man, 

I follow hard on Thee, my God! 
Thine hand unseen upholds my way-. 

1 safely tread whore Thou hast trod." 

Unaltered. From the author's Songs of Zion. 
London, 1822. 
See Is'o. 5. 

694 l. m 

l shall be satisfied, when I awake with Thy likeness. 

LORD Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, 
My strength by day, my trust \>y night, 
On earth I'm but a passing guest, 
And sorely with my sins oppressed. 

2 O let thy sufferings give me power 
To meet the last and darkest hour, 
Thy cross, the staff whereon I lean, 

My couch, the grave where thou hast been. 

3 Since thou hast died, the pure, the just, 
I take my homeward way in trust ; 

The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, 
When here I may no more abide. 

4 And when the last great day is come, 
And thou, our Judge, shall speak the doom, 
Let me with joy behold the light, 

And set me then upon thy right. 

5 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, 
That like the sun it there may shine 
Among the angels pure and bright, 
Yea, like thyself, in glorious light. 

6 Ah, then I have my heart's desire, 
When, singing with the angels' choir, 
Among the ransomed of thy grace, 
Forever I behold thy face ! 


Title : In Weakness and Distress of Mind. 

In Lyra German ica, second series, 1858, the trans- 
lation consists of eleven stanzas. These verses are 
the first, the first half of the fourth, the last half of 
the seventh, the eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh, 
verbatim. It was first published in 1608. 

The author's title was : .1 prayer for the Dying. 

The Rev. Martin Bohemb was born in Lusatia, 
North Germany, in 1557. He studied theology at 
the University of Strasburg, and afterward became 
pastel of the Lutheran church in his native town 
of Laubau, where he died in 1622. 

695 The fairest of the fair. L. M. 

THOUGH all the world my choice deride, 
Yet Jesus shall my portion be ; 
For I am pleased with none beside ; 
The fairest of the fair is he. 

2 Sweet is the vision of thy face, 
And kindness o'er thy lips is shed; 

Lovely art thou, and full of grace, 
And glory beams around thy head. 

3 Thy sufferings I embrace with thee, 
Thy poverty and shameful cross; 

The pleasures of the world I flee, 
And deem its treasures only dross. 

4 Be daily dearer to my heart, 
And ever let me feel thee near; 

Then willingly with all I'd part, 
Nor count it worthy of a tear. 


Title : Entire Surrender. 

The translation appeared in Original Hymns by 
Various Authors, edited by the Rev. J, Leifchild, 
D.D. London, 1843. In this work it has eight 
stanzas. These are verses two, three, five, and seven, 

It was translated by Samuel Jackson, 1832. 

For biographical sketch of Tersteegen, see No. 47. 

696 At home with God anywhere. L. M. 

MY Lord, how full of sweet content, 
I pass my years of banishment ! 
"Wher'er I dwell, I dwell with thee, 
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 
To me remains nor place nor time; 
My country is in every clime : 

1 can be calm and free from care 
On any shore, since God is there. 

2 While place we seek, or place we shun, 
The soul finds happiness in none; 

But with a God to guide our way, 
'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 
Could I be cast where thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
But regions none remote I call. 
Secure of finding God in all. 


Title: The Soul that Loi\s God finds Him Every- 

The translation in Cowper's Poetical Works con- 
sists of nine four- lined stanzas. It begins thus : 

1 "0 Thou, by lonsr experience tried, 
Near whom no g rief can long abide ; 
My Love! how full of sweet content 

1 pass my years of banishment. 

2 " All scenes alike engaging prove 
T<~> souls impressed with sacred Love ! 
Where'er they dwell, they dwell in Thee 
In heaven, iii earth, or on the sea." 

It will be seen that the first stanza of the hymn 



is made up of parts of the first two stanzas of the 
translation, somewhat altered. 

Jeanne Marie Bouvieres de la Motte Guy on, the 
French Mystic, was born in 1648 ; was educated 
in a convent, and desired to take the veil, 
but her parents refused consent. Her married 
life was not happy, and she sought peace 
in religion. A Franciscan monk told her 
to "seek God in her heart." She dated 
her conversion, July 22, 1668, and says: "I 
was on a sudden so altered that I was hardly to be 
known, either by myself or by others . . . nothing 
was more easy to me now than to practice prayer." 
After the death of her husband ? in 1676, she de- 
voted her life to teaching religion and writing 
books. Madam Guyon was eminently spiritual, 
and professed entire sanctification, perfect faith, 
and perfect love. She was accused by the Eoman 
Church of heresy, and at one time was banished, 
and at another imprisoned. But she says : 

11 Nor castle walls, nor dungeons deep, 
Exclude His quickening beams ; 

There I can sit, and sing, and weep 
And dwell on heavenly themes." 

Cowper translated a number of her hymns. John 
Wesley said : " The grand source of all her mis- 
takes was this, the not being guided by the written 
word." That was the mistake of her age and 
Church. Her last years were spent in quietness, 
and she died in full communion with the Eoman 
Catholic Church, in 1717. 

697 Thou dear Redeemer. CM. 

THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 
I love to hear of thee ; 
No music's like thy charming name, 
Nor half so sweet can be. 

2 O let me ever hear thy voice 
In mercy to me speak ; 

In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice, 
And thy salvation seek. 

3 My Jesus shall be still my theme, 
While in this world I stay ; 

I'll sing my Jesus' lovely name 
When all things else decay. 

4 When I appear in yonder cloud, 
With all thy favored throng, " 

Then will I sing more sweet, more loud, 
And Christ shall be my song. 


Title : Thou art a Priest forever after the Order 
of MelcMsedech. 
Five lines have been altered. 

Original Form. 

Verse one, lines three and four : 

" No music like thy charming name 
/* half so sweet to me." 

Verse two, lines three and four : 

" And in my Priest will I rejoice, 
My great MelcMsedech." 

Verse four, line two : 

" With all his favored throng." 

From Sacred Hymns for the use of Religious So* 
cieties, by John Cennick, part iii. London, 1744. 
For biographical notes, see No. 450. 

698 God m,y sufficient Portion. C. M. 

MY God, my Portion, and my Love, 
My everlasting All, 
Ive none but thee in heaven above, 
Or on the earthly ball. 

2 What empty things are all the skies, 
And this inferior clod ! 

There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
There's nothing like my God. 

3 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, 
And health, and safe abode: 

Thanks to thy name for meaner things; 
But they are not my God. 

4 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, 
If once compared to thee! 

Or what's my safety, or my health, 
Or all my friends to me? 

5 Were I possessor of the earth, 
And called thy stars my own, 

Without thy graces and thyself, 
I were a wretch undone. 

6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 
And grasp in all the shore ; 

Grant me the visits of thy grace, 
And I desire no more. 


Author's title : Ood My Only Happiness. 

" Whom have I in heaven but thee ? and there is 
none upon earth that I desire besides thee." Psa. 
Ixxiii, 25. 

Two stanzas, the third and fourth, of the original 
are omitted : 

3 " In vain the bright, the burning sun 
Scatters his feeble light; 

'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon, 
If thou withdraw 'tis night. 

4 " And whilst upon my restless bed, 
Amongst the shades I roll ; 

If my Eedeemer shows his head, 
'Tis morning with my soul." 



The only change is in the first line of the third 
stanza : 

" To thee we owe our wealth and friends." 

This is a perfect hymn, of its kind, and is special- 
ly adapted to private devotion. The last two 
Btanzas are indeed grand. 

From Hymns and Spiritual So/igs, book ii, 1707. 

699 Praise delightful. C. M. 

MY Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace? 

2 I trust in thy eternal word ; 
Thy goodness I adore : 

Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
That I may love thee more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 
Of the celestial road ; 

And march, with courage in thy strength, 
To see the Lord my God. 

4 Awake ! awake ! my tuneful powers, 
With this delightful song ; 

And entertain the darkest hours, 
Nor think the season long. 


Title : Christ, our Strength and Righteousness. 

Founded od the last part of Psa. lxxi. Seven 
stanzas ; these are the first three and last. 

Three lines of the second stanza have been 
altered. Watts wrote it: 

2 " Thou art my everlastiny trust, 

Thy goodness I adore, 
And since I knew thy graces first, 

I speak thy glories more." 

The last line of the third verse was : 
11 To see my Father God ; " 

and the third line of the last stanza : 
"Pll entertain," etc. 

From the author's Psalms of David Imitated in 
the Language of the New Testament, 1719. 


700 The sweetest name. 

JESUS, the very thought of thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 
But sweeter far thy face to see, 
And in thy presence rest. 

C. M. 

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame, 
Nor can the memory find 

A sweeter sound than Jesus' name, 
The Saviour of mankind. 

3 O Hope of every contrite heart, 
O Joy of all the meek, 

To those who ask, how kind thou art ! 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find? Ah, tliit 
Nor tongue nor pen can show : 

The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but his loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, 
As thou our prize wilt be ; 

In thee be all our glory now, 
And through eternity. 


Title : Jesu dulcis memoria. 

The original, in Thesaurus Hymnologicus, con- 
tains forty-eight quatrains. 

This translation was contributed to Lyra Cathol- 
ica, 1848. It is also found in Hymns and. Poems, 
Original and Translated, by Edward Caswall, 
second edition. London, 1873. 

A number of lines have been altered. 


Verse two, lines one, three, and four : 

li Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame," 
"A sweeter sound than Thy J^name, 
O Saviour of mankind." 

Verse three, line three : 

" To those who fall, how kind thou art ! " 
Verse four, line four : 

14 None but his lovers know." 
Verse five, line three : 

"Jesus, be Thou our glory now.'' 


701 The Conqueror renowned. CM 

JESUS, King most wonderful, 
Thou Conqueror renowned, 
Thou sweetness most ineffable, 
In whom all joys are found ! 

2 When once thou visitest the heart, 
Then truth begins to shine, 

Then earthly vanities depart, 
Then kindles love divine. 



3 O Jesus, Light of all below, 
Thou Fount of living fire, 

Surpassing all the joys we know, 
And all we can desire ! 

4 Jesus, may all confess thy name, 
Thy wondrous love adore, 

And, seeking thee, themselves inflame 
To seek thee more and more. 

5 Thee, Jesus, may our voices bless ; 
Thee may we love alone; 

And ever in our lives express 
The image of thine own. 


Title : Jesu Rex admirabilis. 
The translator wrote verse four, lines one, two, 
and three : 

" May every heart confess thy name, 

And ever Thee adore ; 
And seeking Thee itself inflame." 

Verse live, line one : 

" Thee may our tongues forever bless." 


702 The King in his beauty. C. M. 

JESUS, thou the beauty art 
Of angel-worlds above ; 
Thy name is music to the heart, 
Inflaming it with love. 

2 O Jesus, Saviour, hear the sighs 
Which unto thee we send ; 

To thee our inmost spirit cries, 
To thee our prayers ascend. 

3 Abide with us, and let thy light 
Shine, Lord, on every heart ; 

Dispel the darkness of our night, 
And joy to all impart. 

4 Jesus, our love and joy ! to thee, 
The Virgin's holy Son, 

All might, and praise, an6 glory be, 
While endless ages run ! 


Title : Jesu decus angelicum. 

Original Form. 
Verse one, line four : 

11 Enchanting it with love. 

2. " my sweet Jesus hear the sighs 

Which unto Thee /send ; 
To Thee mine inmost spirit cries 

My being' 1 s hope and end. 


3 " Stay with us, Lord, and with thy light 
Illume the souls abyss ; 

Scatter the darkness of our night, 
Andjill the world with bliss. 

4 " Jesus/ spotless Virgin flower ! 
Our life and joy, to Thee 

Be praise, beatitude, and power 
'Through all d-MfnAJm " 


703 The rapture of love. 

O'TIS delight without alloy, 
Jesus, to hear thy name : 
My spirit leaps with inward joy ; 
I feel the sacred flame. 

2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, 
When love inspires my breast, — 

Love, the divinest of the train, 
The sovereign of the rest. 

3 This is the grace must live and sing, 
When faith and hope shall cease, 

And sound from every joyful string 
Through all the realms of bliss. 

4 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 
And hasten to my home ; 

I leap to meet thy kind embrace ; 
I come, O Lord, I come. 

5 Sink down, ye separating hills ! 
Let sin and death remove ; 

'Tis love that drives my chariot wheels, 
And death must yield to love. 


Author's title : Ascending to Him in Heaven. 
Several lines have been altered. 


Verse one, line one : 

" 'Tis pure Delight without Alloy." 

Verse two, line two : 

" While Love inspires my Breast." 

Verse three, lines two, three, and four : 

" When Faith and Fear shall cease, 
Must sound from every joyful String, 
Thro' the sweet Groves of Bliss." 

Verse five, line two : 

" Let Quilt and Death remove." 

One stanza, the fourth, of the original is omitted : 

4 " Let Life immortal seize my Clay, 

Yet Love refine my Blood. 
Her Flames can bear my Soul away, 

Can bring me near my God." 

There is a holy rapture in the last two stanzas 
of this hymn. From Horce, Lyricaz, 1709. 



704: Triumphant joy. C. M. 

MY God, the spring of all my joys, 
The life of ray delights, 

The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! 

2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, 
My dawning is begun ; 

Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 
And thou my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 
With beams of sacred bliss, 

If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
And whispers I am his. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
At that transporting word, 

Run up with joy the shining way, 
To see and praise my Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
I'd break through every foe ; 

The wings of love and arms of faith 
Would bear me conqueror through. 


Title : God's Presence is Light in Darkness. 

Original Form. 

Verse two, lines one, three, and four : 

" In darkest shades if he appear," 
"He is my soul's sweet morning star, 
And he my rising sun." 

Verse three, line three : 

" While Jesus shows his heart is mine." 
Verse four, line four : 

" T embrace my dearest Lord." 
Verse five, line four : 

" Should bear me conqueror through." 

These changes were made by John Wesley, who 
edited this hymn for his Collection of Psalms and 
Hymns, 1738. 

From Hymns and Spiritual Songs, book ii, 1707. 

7 O Perpetual praise. C. M. 

YES, I will bless thee, O my God, 
Through all my fleeting days ; 
And to eternity prolong 

Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 

2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim 

The honors of my God ; 
My life, with all its active powers, 

Shall spread thy praise abroad. 

3 Nor will I cease thy praise to sing 
When death shall close mine eyes; 

My thoughts shall then to nobler heights 
And sweeter raptures rise. 

4 Then shall my lips, in endless praise, 
Their grateful tribute pay ; 

The theme demands an angel's tongue, 
And an eternal day. 


Title : Praise to God in Life and Death. 
The first stanza the author wrote: 

" My soul shall praise Thee, my God, 
Through all my mortal days," etc. 

Two stanzas, the second and third, are omitted : 

" In each bright hour of peace and hope, 

Be this my sweet employ ! 
Devotion heightens all my bliss, 

And sanctifies my joy. 

"When gloomy care or keen distress 

Invades my throbbing breast, 
My tongue shall learn to speak Thy praise, 

And soothe my pains to rest." 

The third stanza of the hymn is altered consid- 
erably : 

3 " And though these lips shall cease to move, 
Though death shall close these eyes, 

Yet shall my soul to nobler heights 
Of joy and transport rise." 

The author wrote the first line of the fourth 
stanza : 

" Then shall ray powers in endless strains.'' 1 

The thought of the last two lines of the hymn is 
very grand. Verified by Lyra Britannica, Kogers. 
London, (second edition.) 1868. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 294. 

706 Prayer. CM. 

PRAYER is the breath of God in man, 
Returning whence it came ; 
Love is the sacred fire within, 
And prayer the rising flame. 

2 It gives the burdened spirit ease, 
And soothes the troubled breast; 

Yields comfort to the mourners here, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 When God inclines the heart to pray, 
He hath an ear to hear ; 

To him there's music in a groan, 
And beauty in a tear. 



4 The humble suppliant cannot fail 

To have his wants supplied, 
Since He for sinners intercedes, 

Who once for sinners died. 


The author's title was : Importance of Prayer. 

The hymn is not altered. 

One stanza, the second, is omitted : 

2 " The Christian life, with it concludes, 

And with it doth begin ; 
'Tis this invigorates the soul, 

And is the death of sin. 

God's love for true penitence is poetically ex- 
pressed in the last part of the third stanza. 

From Hymns Adapted to Public Worship or 
Family Devotion, 1818. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 285. 

707 Prayer moves Omnipotence. CM. 

THERE is an eye that never sleeps 
Beneath the wing of night ; 
There is an ear that never shuts, 
When sink the beams of light. 

2 There is an arm that nevers tires, 
When human strength gives way; 

There is a love that never fails, 
When earthly loves decay. 

3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ; 
That arm upholds the sky ; 

That ear is filled with angel songs ; 
That love is throned on high. 

4 But there's a power which man can wield. 
When mortal aid is vain, 

That eye, that arm, that love to reach, 
That listening ear to gain. 

5 That power is prayer, which soars on high, 
Through Jesus, to the throne, 

xind moves the hand which moves the world, 
To bring salvation down. 


It is said that this hymn first appeared in the 
Scottish Christian Herald, 1839. 

It has been altered. How much I cannot tell, as 
1 have never seen the original. 

The Rev. James Cowden Wallace was a minis- 
ter in the Unitarian Church, England. He was 
born in 1793. Died 1841. 

708 The two worlds. C. M. 

UNVEIL, O Lord, and on us shine 
In glory and in grace ; 
The gaudy world grows pale before 
The beauty of thy face. 

2 Till thou art seen, it seems to be 
A sort of fairy ground, 

Where suns unsetting light the sky, 
And flowers and fruits abound. 

3 But when thy keener, purer beam 
Is poured upon our sight, 

It loses all its power to charm, 
And what was day is night. 

4 Its noblest toils are then the scourge 
Which made thy blood to flow ; 

Its joys are but the treacherous thorns 
Which circled round thy brow. 

5 And thus, when we renounce for thee 
Its restless aims and fears, 

The tender memories of the past, 
The hopes of coming years, — 

6 Poor is our sacrifice, whose eyes 
Are lighted from above; 

We offer what we cannot keep, 
What we have ceased to love. 


Original title : The Txvo Worlds. 
This hymn was written in 1862. Only one word 
has been changed. The author wrote : 

" This gaudy world," etc., 

in the the third line of the first stanza. 

From Verses on Various Occasions, by J. H. 
Newman, 1868. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 207. 

709 Evening — solitude. CM. 

I LOVE to steal awhile away 
From every cumbering care, 
And spend the hours of setting day 
In humble, grateful prayer. 

2 I love in solitude to shed 
The penitential tear, 

And all his promises to plead 
Where none but God can hear. 

3 I love to think on mercies past, 
And future good implore, 

And all my cares and sorrows, cast 
On him whom I adore. 

4 I love by faith to take a view 
Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 

The prospect doth my strength renew, 
While here by tempests driven. 



5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er. 

May its departing ray 
Be calm as this impressive hour, 

And lead to endless day. 


Phoebe Hinsdale Brown was a humble Christian 
woman, who lived from 17S3 to 1861. This poem 
was written in Ellington, Conn., in 1818. The 
author lived in a small house, and having no re- 
tired room in which to pray, was accustomed to 
stroll along under the elms By the quiet country 
road-side, and commune with God. One day she 
met a rich neighbor at the house of her pastor, the 
Rev. Mr. Hyde. This lady had observed the twi- 
light walks of Mrs. Brown, and, misapprehending 
her object, grieved her sensitive soul. " Why." 
said she, " do you walk back and forth between 
your house and mine ? If there is any thing you 
want, come in and get it." That evening Mrs. 
Brown wrote the verses, which she headed, An 
Apology for my Twilight Bambles, Addressed to a 

The original contained nine stanzas. It is given 
by the Rev. F. M. Bird in the Independent of Jan. 
6, 1S81. This hymn is composed of verses two. 
four, five, seven, and nine; edited, probably, by 
Dr. Xettleton, for his Village Hymns, 1824. 


Verse one, lines two and four : 

" From little ones and care," 
" In gratitude and prayer." 

Verse two, lines three and four : 

" And all God's promises to plead, 
Where none can see or hear." 

Verse three, line two : 

"And future ones implore." 

Verse four, lines two, three, and four : 

11 Of blissful scenes in heaven, 
The sight doth all my strength renew 
While here by storms I'm driven." 

Some readers will be glad to see the omitted 
stanzas : 

1 " Yes, when the toilsome day is done, 
And night, with banners gray, 

Steals silently the glade alone, 
In twilight's soft array — 

3 " I love to feast on Nature's scenes, 

"When falls the evening dew ; 
And dwell upon her silent themes 

Forever rich and new." 

6 " I love to meditate on death ; 

When shall his menage oome 
With friendly smiles, to steal my breath, 

And take an exile home." 

8 " I love this silent twilight hour, 

Far better than the rest; 
It is, of all the twentv-four, 

The happiest and the best." 

It is not at all wonderful that such a praying 
mother gave to the Church a Christian missionary, 
the Rev. Samuel R. Brown, D.D. 

710 What is prayer? CM. 

PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
Uttered or unexpressed ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
The falling of a tear. 

The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
That infant lips can try; 

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
Returning from his ways ; 

While angels in their songs rejoice 
And cry, 4 ' Behold, he prays ! " 

5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
The Christian's native air, 

His watchword at the gates of death ; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

6 O Thou, bv whom we come to God, 
The Life, the Truth, the Way; 

The path of prayer thyself hast trod : 
Lord, teach us how to pray ! 


The author's title was : What is Prayer? 

This tine hymn was written in 1818, at the re- 
quest of the Rev. E. Bickersteth, for his Tn 
on Prayer. 

Two stanzas, the sixth and seventh, have been 
omitted : 

6 " The saints in prayer appear as one 
In word, in deed, and mind ; 

While with the Father and the Son 

Sweet fellowship they find. 

7 % ' Nor prayer is made by man alone, 
The Holy Spirit pleads. 

And Jesus]! on the eternal throne 
For sinners intercedes." 

Montgomery gave an autograph copy of this 
favorite hymn tc George John btevenson. the well- 
known English hymnologist, who still has it in 
his possession. It' was published in the Christian 
Psatinist. 1825. 

See No. 5. 



Communion with God. 

C. M. 


SWEET is the prayer whose holy stream 
In earnest pleading flows ; 
Devotion dwells upon the theme, 
And warm and warmer grows. 

2 Faith grasps the blessing she desires ; 
Hope points the upward gaze ; 

And Love, celestial Love, inspires 
The eloquence of praise. 

3 But sweeter far the still, small voice, 
Unheard by human ear, 

When God has made the heart rejoice, 
And dried the bitter tear. 

4 No accents flow, no words ascend ; 
All utterance faileth there; 

But God himself doth comprehend 
And answer, silent prayer. 


This beautiful little hymn has been traced to 
Selections of Hymns for Christian Worship. Man- 
chester, (Eng.,) 1829. It was then anonymous, 
and still remains so ; although the Eev. S. F. 
Smith, author of My Country, His of Thee, and 
other hymns, writes me : "I think this hymn is 
one of my own, though 1 am not entirely sure." 

In the earlier books the last two lines are : 

" Bjit sainted spirits comprehend, 
And God accepts the prayer." 

712 Talking with God. C. M. 

TALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 
While here o'er earth we rove ; 
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
The kindling of thy love. 

2 With thee conversing, we forget 
All time, and toil, and care ; 

Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
If thou, my God, art here. 

3 Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
And bid my heart rejoice ; 

My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 
And echo to thy voice. 

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face, — 
'Tis all I wish to seek ; 

To attend the whispers of thy grace, 
And hear thee inly speak. 

5 Let this my every hour employ, 
Till I thy glory see ; 

Enter into my Master's joy, 
And find my heaven in thee. 


Author's title : On a Journey. 

The tirst stanza is omitted : 

1 " Saviour, who ready art to hear, 

(Readier than I to pray,) 
Answer my scarcely uttered prayer, 

And meet me on the way." 

Verses one and two were written in the singular 

" Talk with me," etc. 

In the second stanza the author, perhaps uncon- 
sciously, quoted Milton : 

u With thee conversing, I forget all time," 

is what Eve says to Adam, in Paradise Lost, book 
iv, line 639. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740. 

713 Retirement and meditation C. M. 

FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, 
From strife and tumult far ; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful war. 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 
With prayer and praise agree, 

And seem by thy sweet bounty made 
For those who follow thee. 

3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 
And grace her mean abode, 

O with what peace, and joy, and love, 
Does she commune with God ! 

4 Author and Guardian of my life, 
Sweet Source of light divine, 

And all harmonious names in one, 
My Saviour ! thou art mine ! 

5 The thanks I owe thee, and the love, 
A boundless, endless store, 

Shall echo through the realms above 
When time shall be no more. 


Title : Retirement. 

This hymn was written by Cowper soon after 
his conversion. 
Verse three, line four, the author wrote : 

" She communes with her God." 

One stanza, the fourth— a very poetic one— is 
omitted : 

4 " There, like the nightingale, she pours 

Her solitary lays ; 
Nor asks a witness of her song, 

Nor thirsts for human praise." 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
See No. 44. 



714 CM. 

Whom having not seen, ye love. 1 Pet. i, 8. 

JESUS, these eyes have never seen 
That radiant form of thine ; 
The veil of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine. 

2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, 
Yet art thou oft with me ; 

And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot 
As where I meet with thee. 

3 Like some bright dream that comes un- 

When slumbers o'er me roll, 
Thine image ever fills my thought, 
And charms my ravished soul. 

4 Yet though I have not seen, and still 
Must rest in faith alone, 

I love thee, dearest Lord, and will, 
Unseen, but not unknown. 

5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, 
And still this throbbing heart, 

The rending veil shall thee reveal, 
All-glorious as thou art. 


The author's title is : Unseen — not Unknown. 
" Whom having not seen, ye love." 1 Pet. i, 8. 

This hymn was contributed to Tlie Sabbath Hymn 
Book, 1858. It was also published in the author's 
Hymns and Sacred Pieces. New York, 1865. It is 
unaltered and entire. 

The Eev. Pay Palmer, D.D., a Congregationalist 
clergyman, was born in Phode Island in 1808 ; was 
graduated at Yale College in 1830 ; and his first 
and most famous hymn was written in the same 
year. (See No. 762.) He is the author of several 
volumes of poetry which contain valuable contri- 
butions to hymnology — both original hymns and 
translations. He died March 29, 1887. 

/ 1 O Pray without ceasing. C. M. 

SHEPHERD Divine, our wants relieve, 
In this our evil day ; 
To all thy tempted followers give 
The power to watch and pray. 

2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
Long as the cross we bear, 

O let our souls on thee be cast 
In never-ceasing prayer. 

3 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
Till thou thyself bestow, 

Be this the cry of every heart, 
*'I will not let thee sro: 

4 "I will not let thee go, unless 
Thou tell thy name to me, 

With all thy great salvation bless, 
And make me all like thee. 

5 " Then let me on the mountain-top 
Behold thy open face, 

Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And prayer in endless praise." 


Title : Desiring to Pray. 

One stanza, the third, is omitted : 

3 " The Spirit of interceding grace, 

Give us in faith to claim, 
To wrestle till we see Thy face, 

And know Thy hidden name." 

In this, as in the two following stanzas, there is 
a plain reference to the wrestling of Jacob. See 
Gen. xxxii. 

Unaltered. From Charles Wesley's Hymns and 
Saered Poems, 1749. 

716 The Lord's Prayer. C. M. 

OUR Father, God, who art in heaven, 
All hallowed be thy name; 
Thy kingdom come ; thy will be done 
In heaven and earth the same. 

2 Give us this day our daily bread ; 
And as we those forgive 

Who sin against us, so may we 
Forgiving grace receive. 

3 Into temptation lead us not ; 
From evil set us free ; 

And thine the kingdom, thine the power 
And glory ever be. 


This hymn, a metrical version of the Lord's 
Prayer, is a remarkable piece of work. A com- 
parison with the form given in Matthew vi will 
show how little change has been made. This ver- 
sion contains sixty-eight words — only two more 
than the text in Matthew, and four less than the 
original Greek. The author dated it, " Prison, 
Ava, March, 1825." He was released, after having 
been incarcerated nineteen months. 

The Pev. Adoniram Judson, D.D., the famous 
missionary, was born in Massachusetts in 1788, 
and was educated at Brown University and Ando- 
ver Divinity School. It was while* a student at 
Andover that Judson and a few other young men 
became deeply interested in foreign missionary 
work. Soon afterward, " The American Board of 
Commissioners for Foreign Missions " was organ- 
ized ; and in 1812, Judson sailed for India as their 
first missionary. On the voyage he changed his 
views concerning baptism, and was immersed by 
Dr. Carey, a Baptist missionary at Serampore. The 



East India Company were so opposed to missionary 
work at that time, that they ordered him to leave 
the country. Dr. Judson at length accepted Bur- 
mah as his mission held. He became familiar with 
the language, and the great work of his life was the 
translation of the whole Bible into the Burmese 
language. In 1845 Dr. Judson returned to America ; 
but the next year he sailed again for India. . He 
died on a voyage for his health in 1350, and was 
buried at sea. 

717 God every -where. 7. 

THEY who seek the throne of grace, 
Find that throne in every place ; 
If we live a life of prayer, 
God is present every-where. 

2 In our sickness or our health, 
In our want or in our wealth, 
If we look to God in prayer, 
God is present every-where. 

3 When our earthly comforts fail, 
When the foes of life prevail, 
'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; 
God is present every-where. 

4 Then, my soul, in every strait 
To thy Father come and wait ; 
He will answer every prayer ; 
God is present every-where. 


Title : Secret Prayer. 

This hymn has been altered from a long meter of 
six stanzas, beginning : 

" All those who seek a throne of grace." 

In an old book, The Young Convert 1 * Companion, 
Boston, 1806, this and several other hymns are 
marked H. In a later book some of the same hymns 
are attributed to Holden. It is supposed that they 
were written by Oliver Holden, an editor and com- 
poser of music. He wrote Concord, Coronation, 
and other valuable tunes, and published them in 
The Union, Harmony. Boston, 1793. 

7 1 O Encouragements to pray. 7 

GOME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He himself invites thee near, 
Bids thee ask him, waits to hear. 

2 Lord, I come to thee for rest ; 
Take possession of my breast ; 
There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
And without a rival reign. 

3 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 

As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

4 Show me what I have to do ; 
Every hour my strength renew ; 
Let me live a life of faith, 

Let me die thy people's death. 


Title : Ask what I shall give thee. 1 Kings iii, 5. 
The second, third, and fifth stanzas are omitted : 

2 " Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring ; 
For his grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 " With my burden I begin, 
Lord, remove this load of sin ! 
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt. 
Set my conscience free from guilt." 

5 " As the image in the glass 
Answers the beholder's face ; 
Thus unto my heart appear, 
Print thine own resemblance there." 

The last couplet of the first stanza has been 
changed. Newton wrote : 

" He himself has bid you pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. ,y 

From Olney Hymns, 1779. 
See No. 23. 

719 i. 

Partnership of the saints in light. 

JESUS is our common Lord, 
He our loving Saviour is ; 
By his death to life restored, 
Misery we exchange for bliss ; 

2 Bliss to carnal minds unknown, 
O 'tis more than tongue can tell ! 

Only to believers shown, 
Glorious and unspeakable. 

3 Christ, our Brother and our Friend. 
Shows us his eternal love : 

Never shall our triumphs end, 
Till we take our seats above. 

4 Let us walk with him in white, 
For our bridal day prepare, 

For our partnership in light, 
For our glorious meeting there. 


Title : Receiving a Christian Friend. 



The first two stanzas have been omitted. They 
are necessary, as well as the original title, to fully 
appreciate the thought of the author: 

1 " Welcome friend, in that great name, 
Whence our every blessing flows, 

Enter, and increase the flame 
Which in all our bosoms glows. 

2 " Sent of God we thee receive : 
Hail the providential guest ! 

If in Jesus we believe 
Let us on his mercies feast." 

The last line of the third stanza the author wrote : 

'* Till we join the host above." 

It was changed for the Collection of 1780. 
From Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742. 

720 The pilgrims' song. 7. 

CHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
As we journey let us sing ; 
Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 We are traveling home to God, 
In the way our fathers trod ; 
They are happy now, and Ave 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 O ye banished seed, be glad ; 
Christ our Advocate is made : 
Us to save our flesh assumes, 
Brother to our souls becomes. 

4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light ; 
Zion's city is in sight; 

There our endless home shall be, 
There our Lord we soon shall see. 

5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of our land ; 
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
Bids us undismayed go on. 

6 Lord, obediently we'll go, 
Gladly leaving all below : 
Only thou our Leader be, 
And we still will follow thee, 


Published without title in Sacred Hymns for the 
Children of God, in the Days of their Pilgrimage, 
by J. C. 'London, 1742. 

The original has twelve stanzas. These are verses 
one, two, four, six, seven, and eight. 

Slight changes have been made in a few lines. 


Verse one, lines two and three : 

" As ye journey sweetly sing, 
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise. 

Verse two, line two : 

11 In the way the fathers trod." 

Verse five, lines two, three, and four : 

" On the borders of your land, 
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
Bids you undismayed go on." 

For sketch of author, see No. 450. 

721 Christ, the source of every blessing. 7. 

CHRIST, of all my hopes the ground, 
Christ, the spring of all my joy, 
Still in thee may I be found, 

Still for thee my powers employ. 

2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, 
Freely from thy fullness give ; 

Till I close my earthly race, 

May I prove it ' ' Christ to live ! " 

3 Firmly trusting in thy blood, 
Nothing shall my heart confound ; 

Safely I shall pass the flood, 

Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 

4 When I touch the blessed shore, 
Back the closing waves shall roll, 

Death's dark stream shall nevermore 
Part from thee my ravished soul. 

5 Thus, O thus an entrance give 
To the land of cloudless sky ; 

Having known it ' ' Christ to live, " 
Let me know it " Gain to die." 


From A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship, 
by Ralph Wardlaw, D.D., 1817. 
The Scripture basis of this hymn is Phil, i, 21 : 

"To live is Christ, and to die is gain." 

This is part of a hymn of thirteen stanzas ; these 
are verses one, six, nine, ten and eleven, verbatim. 

The Rev. Ralph Wardlaw^ D.D., a Scotch Con- 
gregational divine and author, was born in 1779 ; 
in 1803 was ordained and installed pastor of a 
church in Glasgow ; and in 1811 appointed Pro- 
fessor of Theology in the Seminary of the Congre- 
gational Church of Scotland, which position he 
held until his death, in 1853. 



722 For humility and protection. 7. 

GOD of love, who hearest prayer, 
Kindly for thy people care, 
Who on thee alone depend : 
Love us, save us to the end. 

2 Save us, in the prosperous hour, 
From the flattering tempter's power, 
From his unsuspected wiles, 

From the world's pernicious smiles. 

3 Save us from the great and wise, 
Till they sink in their own eyes, 
Tamely to thy yoke submit, 

Lay their honor at thy feet. 

4 Never let the world break in ; 
Fix a mighty gulf between; 
Keep us little and unknown, 
Prized and loved by God alone. 

5 Let us still to thee look up, 
Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope ; 
Nothing know, or seek, beside 
Jesus, and him crucified. 


This hymn was published without title. The 
original contains six eight-lined stanzas ; these are 
the first, the last half of the fourth, and the fifth. 

Only two lines have been changed. 

Wesley wrote : 

" God of love that hearest prayer." 
Changed for the edition of 1849. 
In the third verse : 

" Till they to Thy yoke submit." 

Changed for the Wesley an Collection, 1780. 

The author claims that there is no higher honor 
than to be a Christian. The hymn closes with these 
vigorous lines: 

" Far above created things, 
Look we down on earthly kings, 
Taste our glorious liberty, 
Find our happy all in Thee." 

From Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that 
Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ. 
London, 1747. 

723 The Litany. 7. 

SAVIOUR, when, in dust, to thee 
Low we bend the adoring knee ; 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; 
O by all thy pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from thy throne on high, 
Hear our solemn litany. 

2 By thy helpless infant years; 
By thy life of want and tears ; 
By thy days of sore distress, 
In the savage wilderness ; 

By the dread mysterious hour 
Of the insulting tempter's power; 
Turn, O turn a favoring eye, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

3 By the sacred griefs that wept 
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; 
By the boding tears that flowed 
Over Salem's loved abode ; 

By the anguished sigh that told 
Treachery lurked within thy fold ; 
From thy seat above the sky, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

4 By thine hour of dire despair ; 
By thine agony of prayer ; 

By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; 
By the gloom that veiled the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice ; 
Listen to our humble cry, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

5 By thy deep, expiring groan ; 
By the sad sepulchral stone ; 
By the vault whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God; 

O from earth to heaven restored, 
Mighty, re-ascended Lord, 
Listen, listen to the cry 
Of our solemn litany ! 


The author's title was : Litany. 

The hymn was copied verbatim from Sacred Po- 
ems, published by the brother of the author, Lord 
Glenelg, in 1839. It first appeared in the Chris- 
tian Observer, 1815. 

No. 417, in the Hymnal, was manufactured l>y 
some hymn editor out of this hymn. 

For biographical sketch, see No. 140. 

724 Nearer, my God, to thee. 6, 4, 6. 

NEARER, my God, to thee ! 
Nearer to thee, 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me ; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 
Nearer to thee ! 



2 Though like the wanderer, 
The sun gone down, 

Darkness be over me, 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear, 
Steps unto heaven ; 

All that thou sendest me, 

In mercy given ; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 
Bright with thy praise, 

Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 
Cleaving the sky, 

Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly, 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 


Title : Nearer to God. 

This favorite hymn was written in 1841, and con- 
tributed to Hymns and Anthems, edited by the 
Rev. William Johnson Fox. It was the fruitage of 
a gifted mind and a pious heart. It ib founded 
upon the story of Jacob's journey, as given in Gen. 
xxviii, 10-19 : 

" And Jacob went out from Beer-sheba, and 
went toward Haran. And he lighted upon a cer- 
tain place, and tarried there all night, because the 
sun was set ; and he took of the stones of that place, 
and put them for his pillows, and lay down in that 
place to sleep. And he dreamed, and behold a 
ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached 
to heaven : and behold the angels of God ascend- 
ing and descending on it. . . . And Jacob rose up 
early in the morning, and took the stone that he 
had put for his pillows, and set it up for a pillar, 
and poured oil upon the top of it. And he called 
the name of that place Beth-el." 

One word only has been changed. 
The author wrote, in the fifth line of the first 
stanza : 

" Still all my song would be." 

Mrs Sarah Flower Adams was the daughter of 
Benjamin Flower, an English editor and author, 
and was born at Cambridge in 1805. She was the 
author of several other hymns, but none so famous 
as this. She died in 1848 or 1849 ; authorities differ 

as to the date. Mrs. Adams was connected with the 
Unitarian church of which the. Kev. W. J. Fox 
was pastor. 

725 More love to Thee. 6,4,6. 

MORE love to thee, O Christ, 
More love to thee ! 
Hear thou the prayer I make, 

On bended knee ; 
This is my earnest plea, 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 
More love to thee! 

2 Once earthly joy I craved, 
Sought p